Poem

The moon and the mood
Reza Ghatok


Finally, I discover the Moon at the violin day
It was end of spring and the Sun was just setting
In the river Jomuna; Rag-ratri was marveling in the wind,
At that time the Moon terra firma and park herself next to me…

Twilight and fusion… wave and motion… sound and vision
Ocean and formation… mixture and fixture… dark and chime     

I closed my eyes and heed the classic melody,
The house full audience cheers the time and I with the Moon          
Twister in the bless, booster in the freeze, crystal in the crease
Thump in chorale solid atlas, the other side of lonely wits, and coup of gain           

The light on after the composition reached the milestone and we overlie eyes
The earth nears to the Sun, but it was no doubt in night, the moon in my mind
There was no rain but gain, I only chain the pain, the sign, the nine, all the fine
And the Moon in my heart, and soon it peer the twin and entwine love and line