Shone bright with the Sun;but the silence that lingered inside was a testimony to the darkness of mind .

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Our hands reconnected after ages
But the feeling didn't change even a single dime
A feeling of security; love; and whatever more .
Even though his hands have wrinkled
Still they tell the tale of a Great man
My Father

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The sands of time have finished their journey
Two souls who have lived and loved
Their love fades away as a distant twilight
Only its ember remains
A saga for the future generations

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Which eludes existence
It's shine beckons the wandering minds of many
An unreachable expanse
Beyond which we seek to venture

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Beyond the borderland of wakefulness
I sensed a presence
A longing from someone
Venturing through the barren space
I met her
All my paperboats lost in the rain
All my poems addressed in vain
Reached someone from another place and time
Her eyes shone bright
Her lips parted a smile
I wanted to hold her
But she left
A keeping me hanging in space
I watched her depart
Feeling yet again barren
In a foreboding landscape

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Wonderful tales to be woven from my world of euphoria

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My eyes pierce through your viel of deception. Treacherous misdeeds and false smiles do not pamper me anymore.The vision has been lifted. My eyes now shine with an ardour, a grim determination set on my jaws .Now I wait and watch from the shadows , I learn,I grow wise.

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It is awake; it breathes; rustles restlessly under the covers. A gaping void of darkness covers everything holding everyone. A coccon for everyone, a space to bring out your own bruises, cuts gnawing wounds that cannot be disclosed. You become vulnerable, delving inside painful memories, bringing out old messages. The night watches, a silent sentinel, but it does not speak,the darkness is its sanctity and we are in its inner sanctum .

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আমি রাতের চাদর খুলে
পাতা ঝড়ার মরশুমে তাই বসে থাকি জেগে
ভাঙা হৃদয় বুঝতে জানে
জীর্ণ মনের স্বাদ
লেখার কালি শুকনো নয় তাই
বাকি আছে যে আজ

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The norms of a master procrastinator

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