ज़ंजीरें तोड़ने का कर्ज़ बाकी है

कोई तोह थोड़ी गर्दिश उधार दे

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কলেজের দেওয়ালে লজ্জার ছাপ
মুছবার ভাষা খুঁজে বেড়াই
রাতের দখল নিতে গিয়ে দেখি
দাঁড়াচ্ছে না শিরদাঁড়াই

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In shadows cast by memories we roam, Lost in echoes of a love once known,
Like emperor bereft without his queen, In solitude, our worlds have been.

The fire I carry, a timeless flame,
As Napoleon's for Josephine, the same,
Yet parted now, adrift in sorrow's tide,
I wander, homeless, with no pride.

The whispers of the wind speak her name,
In every star that flickers, her essence remains,
Like three kings without guiding light,
I stumble, lost in the endless night.

Our story, a tale of passion, fierce and true,
But now, alone, soul withers, the body too.
Much like the moon, without her star, The heart still longs, no matter how far.

In annals of memory, our love does dwell,
A fading tale weaved in dark spell.
But as Napoleon found solace in Josephine's embrace,
I yearn for her, in this life and next.

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My Minu, moonlit mirror of my soul,
Whose radiant touch dispels the shadows deep,
In you, my greatest joy has found its goal,
In you, my restless spirit shall forever sleep.

Yet, this gnawing dread that twists and stings,
This serpent doubt that coils around your mind,
Your faith, a fragile butterfly on wings,
That flits beyond my reach, robs me blind.

Embrace, I yearn to bridge the chasm wide,
To build a bridge of trust with everlasting vows,
To melt the frost that hangs where love should bide,
And chase the phantoms from your starlit brows.

Yet muted shall my yearning ever be,
My love a songbird choked within my breast,
No claim I'll stake, no burden lay on thee,
Your happiness my only, cherished quest.

In unseen service, loyalty untold,
I'll watch you bloom, beneath a different sun,
And though my heart may break, and grow old,
My silent love will follow, till life's done.

With Shiva, I face the world, its trials brave,
But only in Minakshi's eyes my truth I save.

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Gathering the pieces every sleepless night
Tending the wounds left by my side

Knowing she moves on without a second chance
I still hold on to every ephemeral glance

Praying everyday for her happiness and growth
As I fight the thorns neverending, rushing forth

A simple proposal of attending a programme together
Brought forth her contempt and expressions of bother

Set aside and left drowning, my rightful position
She lives in me, Always, as I die in contrition.

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বাঙালির ইতিহাস গভীর নিদ্রায়, লুপ্ত হয় নাই

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The scent of belonging that comes from your bosom

The warmth of affection that comes from your embrace

The sweetness of home that comes from your tender lips

The fondness of smile that I carry of you, when we hug, hold, and kiss.

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Homer fathomed the heat of love
Thales unraveled thought divine
dripped love glanced Hesiod
dissatisfied Socrates triumphing mine

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When the seas calm
The waves settle across the horizon
Look over your shoulder
Tis' not only Poseidon
But I, too look back with unwritten glory
A simper reminiscing our unfinished story
Of things passed and those that could be
If only we were but, you and me.

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Socrates dissatisfied, Bose disappointed
To walk with the Gods, or be anointed
Blurred lines in between, few spines' erect
Aphonic dreams engendered, manufacturing consent

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