Imagine
A soft moon
Lightly lighting up your evening
While you sip in
The goblet half filled
With your favourite
Cabernet.
Would it be wrong then,
If your thoughts
Travel far far away
To that one happy, yet lost evening,
When surrounded with Ones
You related to once, by soul
You spent some moments
Warm as Coffee on a rainy day..
And yet, they come to taste today
In likeness, to your glass of wine.-
I wish for colours this Holi!
I hope it rains
and paints my canvas red..
and green and blue and yellow..
All bright
And glittery
All happy !
And my eyes
Dazzling bright
Beholds the spectacle
Of colours
Gracefully painting across
My black & white life!
I wish for colours this Holi!-
Call it whim
Or may be
It's a dream
That can see
Past all blocks
And rough roads
To turn the clock
To a future mode
And see
What time may come
Of you and me
What time may come
Of tales and reality..
But let it be
And let it pass
You and me
Let us at last
Rejoice
And raise the glass
And pitch our voice
In cheers of love
For now at least
Like rain drenched doves
We stand sunkissed
In our own..
Ever after!-
I was vying
For some attention
And dying
In pretension
Of having fallen
Out of love
And crestfallen
By Jove
Was I
When you
With your smile
Just threw
Cold water
On my plan
And with laughter
We began...
Again with your Smile!
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If someone asks
On one cozy winter evening
How I feel..
Remember the rains
That had flooded
My mind when young
Remember those drops
Both warm and cold
Like Winter and Summer combined
Sometimes soft and sweet
Like Spring in full bloom
Sometimes in hard torrent
Every moment
Every time
How I feel..
Is like warm coffee
On a rainy evening
In solitude and bliss!
My mind like white Daisies
Or like the wild Roses
Catching fire in the Rain!-
#মনহাওয়াতে
ভুল বোঝাবুঝি
মান অভিমান
হালকা হাসি
চঞ্চল প্রাণ
দশ দিনের আজি
হল অবসান
স্বরে জাগে সাজি
সাজে কন্ঠে গান
আজো ভালবাসি
দুজনে সমান ।।-
তোকে ভীষণ ভালবাসি
থেকে
আমার মত আগাছাকে ছেঁটে বাদ দিয়ে দিলে তুই ভাল থাকবি। ভাল থাকিস।
এই দুটো কথার মাঝে বহু গল্প শেষ হয়ে যায় ।।-
I could spend an eternity
Staring at your face
How you blink, smile or pout
Or simply lift the haze
I fight within myself
With me and my might
And pathetic how one look
Makes me surrender the fight
No reason, no cause
No nothing to explain
How so hard I fell
Head first, a wrecked train
A bit dizzy, a head reel
A sweet glimpse, a shy look
No matter what, where or how
Never defined by any book..
It comes, It kicks, It lifts, It falls
Love it is, and love beats all!-
It's hard to define
What dreams become
Once you grow old
Worn out and numb
Mostly they return
As childhood visions
As happy thoughts
And confused reasons..
But you smile
Once again
Like you're five
Or Ten..
For at eighty
Like at seven
You want a plane
To fly again....
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