By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin

You are invited cordially.
Come, please come to me straight.
You are the chief guest
in my death anniversary celebration ceremony.

Can you remember
why I celebrate it?
Every December 15
I must observe
because I died then
when you went to the temple
with a red sari.

I tried to make you back
I opened my heart
to show you the blood-shed , but
you had no time to pause and feel.
you started walking and walking
Around a fire;
Then you counted hurriedly
one, two, th-ree, f-o-u-r. . . seven.
The fire and air of my life went away completely.
Because of your out-bursting laugh
make an earth quack in my heart.
You trumped on my blooded body.
Once or twice you came to me
to bury the corpse.

You haven’t heard my call
though my ghost visited you
to want you to give me a company
whom I can call Joyee.
Now I have decorated my house
to receive you as the chief guest.
And you will inaugurate the ceremony
and lit the candle of death anniversary
Come please, come straight
to cut my heart with a knife as cake.