আমি এই গ্রহের শেষ মানুষ । আমি এই মিছিলের শেষ শ্লোগান। আলো আধারের মাঝখানে আঁতকে ওঠা বিবর্ণ চিৎকার । আমি সেই রাতের শেষে আরও একটি রাতের আপেক্ষা… A dark moon engulfs the world I shall not return As I don’t know how to dwell while the time is up When people search for love With their blank staring eyes The ultimate departure bell rings And flies the manuscript, approved or disapproved Towards the Sun in the sky. When open daylight becomes freedom When peace-lovers flee after spreading anarchism The dark Sun dampens the mind With the fright of being ruled “The Lord does not love thee He hath no place for me….” I shall not return, ‘Cus the Sun does not have any limbs Beside my everyday means A lover’s kiss was sketched by disappointment And my mind was destroyed by some scenes--- I cut my finger and bleed to stain When even my shadow is not by me I stain the walls of society To redeem its emptiness Let the Sun be born with limbs Let those sleep in their graves who wants it A couple of days later, I’ll say My love, I am fine without you I have no reason to return.