Biday..

Path hariyechhe sei pather e banke
je pathe swapnil sei gali
rikto hridoyer siktotae chhilo khanto.
Tai ekdin nirob nibhrito loye
abohela, parakastha hoye sandigdho
anukhane elo ek mridu karaghat.

Dhusar chokhe takhon sudhui kichhu abhiman
athoba abhibyakti, lukiye thakar prasno
halka kathagulo bichhinno, prasasta ar
tate bayan chhilo amar mattota
fagunragey ranga, basantapate aanka.

Eksure aropit sei dristi takhon anusandhani
chander alo ar nibhrito duti mone
hazaro kabyakobita thoter kone mele dhorechhilo
suchisubhra bhabna, sabujpraner gunjan,
ene diyechhilo sunyo gange jowar.

Abyakto-byakto kichhu abhilasha, kamona
chhuye giyechhilo athoba abeshe samil
hoyechhilo kichhu swapno neel sagorer moto,
kshed, jwala kaykleshe hoyechhilo mukto
ar jarotahin kichhu eklabyota peyechhilo pragolvata.

Erpore, raktoranga chokh pechhon fire dekhechhilo
asru ar hatabuddhi prae bidayer adbhut sangmisran
kalbelar smritike ningre, dumre-muchre
ekraash kalo dhoa chhere giyechhilo samne
bujhe jete daeni kichhui..

( In search of bengali letters to publish )

Always.......

When I will be dead
till the last breath.
I like to have the
fragrance of you,
that I would always die for
to not to say a goodbye for ever
coz we will be there again
Always..........

Ditch (Song to be buried)

To Ditch, a voice of low pitch.
It's not a word to say someone by pride,
although a word to say someone betrayal.
Ditch, a voice of low pitch.

It's a place people lie after die,
it's a place to animal-cules survive their life
even foes lie in ambush at,
Ditch, a voice of low pitch.

To Ditch someone is just like back out of promises,
the promises are those few, which given even while asleep.
Mine promises were murdered by saying
Ditch, a voice of low pitch.

There's no use of crying over that spilt ash now,
and haven't ever desire what she want about
at once she uttered cut me to quick, if I would
Ditch, a voice of low pitch.

(Thanks: Surya)

Why Not Always?

A Hope,
a mere hope.
Is that hard to feel, be given up?

A touch,
a mere touch.
Is that hard to find, to explore?

A Song,
a love song.
Is that hard to sing,can one define?

A Pray,
a mighty pray.
Is that hard to say, it rather be?

A Dream,
a cloying dream.
Is that hard for night, for tonight?

A Spring,
a blooming spring.
Is that hard to wait till it gonna by?

A Peace,
an asked peace.
Is that hard for life, to-life?

An Oath,
a taken oath.
Is that hard to keep, till it ends?

Oh Dear!!
Tell me, let me, do for me..
Why Not Always?

Resuscitation

I escaped. I escaped from the door of death. Once again I felt the clemency of Almighty who has resuscitate me into my life again. In a moment i felt like I was beached to the ground and tried to implore what had happened for the last few minutes to me. Can anybody feel like reminiscing the incident again! Oh Dear! It was night time at 9:30 pm and just in crossing the Science City Zebra lounge I saw a white cab was rushing towards me at about 80 kmph. It kept it's blinkers of right end on and that did made me baffled a bit when it kept rushing towards me. Sarvesh and Tarun shouted out to stop me but it was after all the magic of the cab driver that made the impossible to happen. He turned his vehicle in a short range to make me alive. Thanks Mr. Cab Driver (As it was only possible to know after termination) and above all Thy Almighty. I am Alive, I am Resuscitated.