Wet sunny afternoon

Shadow-descending to the last step of the afternoon-ladder
Suddenly a teak-forest squirrel
The sun is thumping like a face
Anxiety-shaking pallab nest of shadows
Gradually Abir came to the call room in the afternoon
Wrap the hem of the water-sari around the body
At the end of this day the body odor dripping
Come up as if the air-jhirjhira shame spread!

Gold-powder-sunscreen-under a wooden saw
Like the falling chic
Dale Dale lies down to find that squirrel
Time, now touches the blue dome of the sky!

The time is now for the saw-house of the setting sun
The shadows tremble on the roof and the clouds match the sari
Pre-decoration sky shadow-lazy perimeter
Will be painted in rainbow color again. Goodbye to the sun!