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ସଖୀ ଲୋ,
ଆଖି ମୋ ଦେଖିନି ପ୍ରତିମା ଯାହାର,
ଲୁହ ମୋ ଗଣିଛି କେତେ ଯେ ଜାଗର,
ନିରୋଳା ସାଜିଛି ଯୋଉ ସଂସାର,
ଶ୍ରାବଣ ତା ଲାଗି ଆଣିଛି ସମ୍ଭାର |
ମୋ କାନ୍ତ ଆସିବେ ଆଜି,
ମୋ ଅପେକ୍ଷା ର ବିରାମ ସାଜି,
ମୋ କାନ୍ତ ଆସିବେ ଆଜି |
ସଖୀ ଲୋ,
ଘନ କଳା ରାତି ମୋ କେଶ ଗହରା,
ଯୋଚି ଦେ ମୁକୁତା ଯେହ୍ନେ ଜହ୍ନ ତାରା
ବାନ୍ଧି ମୋ ଖୋସାରେ ମଲ୍ଲୀର ଗଜରା,
କେଶେ ମୁଁ ଫାସିବି ତାଙ୍କୁ ରାତି ସାରା |
ସଖୀ ଲୋ,
କଜଳ ପିନ୍ଧା ତୁ ନୟନେ ମୋହର,
ଭ୍ରୂଲତା ରେ ଦେ କାଳିମା ରାତ୍ରୀ ର,
ପଲକେ ସଜା ନୀଳିମା ନଭ ର,
ପିତୁଳା ରେ ଦିଶୁ ପିତୁଳା ତାଙ୍କର |
ସଖୀ ଲୋ,
ଯେ ଅଧର ଜପେ ନାମ ତାଙ୍କର,
ସେ ଓଠେ ଆସୁ ହସ ର ଲହର,
ହସେ ଚୋରାଇବି ହୃଦୟ ତାଙ୍କର,
ଅଙ୍ଗେ ଲାଗୁ ଆଜି ତାଙ୍କରି ମୋହର |
ସଖୀ ଲୋ,
ହାତ ଧରି ମୋତେ କରିବେ ନିଜର,
ଯେବେ ମୋ ମଥାରେ ସେ ଦେବେ ସିନ୍ଦୁର,
ଉଚ୍ଛବେ ନାଚିବ ମୋର ଏ ସଂସାର,
ମୋ ସହ ହେବ ଯେବେ ମିଳନ ତାଙ୍କର l

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Ludo! It's not just a game with four colours. It's an illustration of our life circle. You don't know where did you come from but you are still going on. You don't know what you will receive after winning but you still want to win. You just see others testing their fortune, you too start doing so. You kill others to get liberation faster than them. They kill you to take vengeance. You expect someone to save you but your expectations hurt you. You love someone, you let him or her go. But when you win, everything stops suddenly. All that chaos, revenge, fun and luck is left far behind in past. Everything goes back to the void, from where it all started. Then you realise that winning is not the real fun, staying in the game with all that sentiments is a real pleasure.

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That drops of water falling from the sky, are those just raindrops or the tears of sorrow I gave her. That light tearing the night sky into two parts, is that lightning or her smile hiding her misery. The twisting breeze coming towards me, is that just wind or her pleasing hair. The smell making decent vibes in me, is that just petrichor or the fragrance of her body. It looks like Nature is also misleading me with a fake existence of her, who was never there.

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Those eyes! How to praise those ethereal eyes. Being behind those pair of glasses, they try to say a lot of things. I can't say whether they just attract me or everyone. Every day when I see them they appear to be more artistic and aesthetic. Just gaze into those eyes and you will be lost inside an infinite loop of beauty around the eternal love. The deeper you stare at it, the much more you will feel the glamour of nothingness. I still don't know how to applaud that God who made these eyes.

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There are someone's tears,
Someone's broken heart,
Someone's unaccepted love,
And someone's unreal dreams.

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There was a time when I liked rain drops because they touched my face like her. There was a time I liked the cold breeze because it gave the freshness to me like her. There was a time when I liked the lightning because it looked like her smile. But now that time has gone.

Now rain comes but she doesn't. And the truth is that rain will come but she will not.

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Living in teens...ambling here n there, looking for thrilling and absurd content. Sharing the thoughts generated by the void inside my abstract mind. Contact me anytime...

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There will be you and there will be me,
There will be chaos inside both of us,
There will be love inside both of us,
But for two others.

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Chaos of your mind,
Warmth of your blood,
Beauty of your body,
Dream of your abstract art.

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