Mid night
Hakikur Rahman

Mid night
Lying at home is the sarcastic birds
Around the darkness
Land not seen below.
Occasionally in bamboo trees
The light of firefly flashes up
This night at the new moon
It's immensely black.
The lucky owl is at his house
Shakes up
In one corner of the forest
The flowers of the cactus are blossomed.
This is a fun game between light and darkness
When will that end
In the morning sky
The sun will rise, however.