My Soul

by Rubayda Gulsan
(Jessore,Bangladesh)

My heart banged softly
it is on time benches.
My soul seated with great regret who left,
waiting for someone who never arrived in my loving path.
walking alone the road aside,
my soul has the scent of sweet memories and smiles,
waiting for someone who never arrived.
My soul seated with great regret who left
But everyday I go on with what's left
and sometimes I quiet to be heard
what's my soul be wanted to say.