The Shadow of Grandiosity
I stepped over the orange grass:
I am here to breathe-
Breathe those seeds of change.
Filming the raisin trees
I am the star of my stage.
Blond sheets and white polish
There is an untamed heart inside my ribs,
Captured behind the piano in the dark!
Amidst the thorny palms
In seek for elegance and refinement
There lies my selfish beauty.
I get down the purple pine:
I am here to feel-
Feel the paralyzed love;
For my pages to find sanity.
I am brave in impediments;
or.....
Or may be I’m seeding them?
As behind my mask of all time confidence
I’m sure I own a fragile self esteem.-
Pen articles for newspapers.
A lover of words
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Lost with the dandelions
You knocked to trudge down the abandoned corridor.
Ending in a Boreas’ burning garden
Being the moon’s innocence among Sun’s complications!
Grey wishes and brown lies at hand
Reign o’ thy the sea of stars in a goblet.
You pulled through those willful dictums;
But what strength can withstand divine’s flame!-
Novaturient
Finding comfort in chaos
Slow down, sit down and just
Live a little.
You're not always the idea of liability!
Look around-
The bird's putting euphony
Over the ruinous factualities.
Seek some advice from your goldfish-
Confined to its small bead-like bowl;
Some from the flies,
Its 24 hour lifestyle yet uniquitous;
A slight from those flowers
That bloom with the risk of getting plucked!
The gallimaufry around
Leading to a mad'ouk,
Let an aeipathy of being a solivagent be born-
Fabricating bucolic appentency.
Slow down, sit down and
Live a little!
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ফাগুন...
ফাগুনৰ চঞ্চলতাৰ কিমান যে ৰূপ,
সেই আমৰ ফুল মুচি নিয়া বতাহ যাক,
বা ধুলিৰ ওৰণি পিন্ধি থকা বসুমতী আইৰ বুকু
তিতোৱা সেই কিনকিনীয়া বৰষুণকণ।।
পলাশ মদাৰৰ কুমলীয়া ন কুঁহিপাত-
নে শুই থকা বননিৰ সেউজীয়া শোভা।
কাণ কিহলৈ দিম?
-সঘনাই শুনা সেই কুমলীয়া বাঁহীৰ সুৰলৈ;
নে সৌ ক'ৰবাত কঁপি উঠা অচিন নূপুৰলৈ?
নিচেই সৰু জীৱনটিৰ কণমানি স্পন্দন-
নে যান বাহনৰ অলাগতিয়াল হুলস্থূল।
এই জাৰ কালিৰ ৰং বিহীন দিন আঁতৰি
বসন্তৰ ৰং নমা ফাগুন কিন্তু সদায় মহত্বহীন।।-
To Trouvaille
Find me where my story ends
That's where a new myth borns.
Hold onto every single memory
Where my frivolity puts friendship into insecurity!
My survival through arrhythmia
And being capricious species;
Something is constant that I respect.
My fun loving attitude wants to confess
The fortuitous faults,
As even crying doesn't cut it!
Find the oneness within the strings of letters:
For they are no more less than hieroglyphics.
I am everfeeling,everseeking.-
LOST
The emotions swathed by pain ,
Like a hissing bonfire.
I try to unscramble; end up lost!
Dreams drying up,
Like raisins in the sun !
Despondency getting high...
I try to blank; end up gone!
These wandering hours,
Aiming to create thriving towers-
All seems like a maze
I try to solve; end up lost!
Drowning in empty promises
Suffocating on the fantasy....
Casted off totally LOST!!!
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All tenderness they had for each other unknowingly became true;
And now they are glittering each other's life!-