Little fellow

Behind the curtains of illusion
My little fellow chased her dreams ,
Plethoras of whys and wherefores tangled in her wavy hairs.
I wish , I had binoculars to learn the plots not taken then.

Ahh! The piousness of chantings whispers ,
" Life embraces you with shiulis for every autumn dear! "
Is everything proportional ?
So, I submerge in the rehearsal for the lullaby of life.

With her tiny feet, my little fellow twirled along the melody of dauntless alta .
Then dew frost offered her shiny carpets of hope.
Again I wish, I had burned the weeds !

The fragrance of clay takes me away and says,
" Light enters only through the cracks dear,
Own your Reds !"
So, I'm unfurling my folds
Cherishing the esteems I owe to my little fellow.


~ Demi Atreya— % &

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একা বেঁকা সীমনাৰ বালিচৰ জেকা
জনে জনে মই তইৰ আখৰাত বিভোৰ !
লঠঙা পাৰত সময়ৰ জলকেলি,
দুৱাৰদলি গৰকি ৰচা সাঁকোডাল অঁনাতাৰ ।
চিলনীৰ সাহ উভতনি ডেউকাৰ কোবত ,
ছোঁ মাৰি অনা জী এতিয়া বুজনিয়াৰ ।
সুৰুযসাক্ষীৰ বিচ্ছুৰিত আভা ,
বাৰ্তা সিপাৰৰ , বাৰ্তা ইপাৰৰ ৷

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অভিমান

নীলাৰ মাজত চঞ্চল মন ,
কিছুদূৰ গৈ থমকি ৰৈছো
ভয়,সংকোচ অথবা নিৰাশা
চিতপখিলাৰ ধৰফৰনি,
প্ৰেমৰ অনুপাত
সময়ৰ সমানুপাতিক নে ব্যস্তানুপাতিক?
কত কি !

মাটিৰ জকা অঁকাৰ কুজকাৱাজ
কুমাৰ কোন?
তুমি,মই নে আমি ?
হেৰাই যোৱাৰ দুস্বপ্ন,
তথাপিও গঢ়িম ভাঁজে ভাঁজে
ঠুনুকা বোৰ বুটলিম।
কত কি!

উশাহ ল'বলৈ উশাহ এৰাৰ পৰম্পৰা ,
অবুজ মন ,
সেয়ে উচপিচনি
কিন্তু ৰাগৰ সিপাৰে এষাৰ,
"চ‌‌িৰস্হায়ীবোৰ ভংগুৰ নাছিল কাহানিও।"


— % &

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I open the lock and push the wooden part,
Ahh, the breeze blows in my hair
Widening the view more than I can see
through the windowpanes ..
The grid with the spider web
Stands still between my eyes and the wild orchid.
With every unnoticed breath of mine ,
I notice the aeriel roots ,coming out from the stem
Affixing it's support to the wall overlooking the green mold .
Moving along the breeze ,
The web claims presence !
The orchid breaths !
And Voila!
Right there in front of me .

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रंगमंच के किस्सो का ,
तु अवांछित सा अनर्घ्य किनारा ।
छायाचित्र एक ही अम्बर का ,
तु नीला का नीला सारा ।
रफ़ू वाले रूई के गद्दो का ,
तु हक़ीक़त सा ताउम्र सहारा ।
कभी उल्झे से , कभी धुंधले से हर मनोरथ का,
तू ध्रुव सितारा , तु ध्रुव सितारा ।।

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Call me by Your Stories
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Pondering over your projected plots
In between the offtrail roads ,
Through the lenses of binocular
I connect myself with the constellations !

The blessings from the Prayer flags
shower the piousness of ardour
Making me a happy go lucky child ,
And I submerge in the rehearsal of the days I aspire !

I read and re-read my dialogues,
I try yours too!
Covering the skeleton of hopes around ,
How can I not cherish the esteems I owe you !

Well, You still carry the inclination ?
Opening the doors for wonders..
If so,
Please ...
Do me a favor ...
Call me by your "Stories" !

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Will you prefer a lullaby?


With the ageing hair ,
The plethora of ideas tangle in front of the passerby ....
Didn't you ramble on the haves and have nots ?
In the banquet of unprecedented allurement !


Ohh, Vivacious maple leaves pirouette on the canvas of marshy affairs..
Leaving the air bubbles with the kaleidoscopic horizons of amorous euphoria !

And as a courtesy ,
Will it be enough to covet ,
Or Will you prefer a lullaby
Before bon voyage ?

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Embrace the question mark,
Allow the cat tail shaped curve to bring life ,
before you wonder for a full stop.

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I rise from traces of ashes ,
Shine with the grief amidst the footprints .
Let me burn the knots of arrogance ,
Who you are to my hapless eager!
I'll make garlands from your condolences ,
Before I return to the ashes..
Before I return to the ashes..

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Sip it slowly ,
Yes, the flavory tangles !!
Awake and Cheer up !

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