গোলাপ কুঁড়ি পাপড়ি মেলে মেলে,
রুদ্র দিনের তপ্ত তপনতলে
আঁকড়ে ওঠে নগ্ন মায়াজালে...

শিকড়ে তার শায়িত দিনের গান,
ফেনিয়ে ওঠে রূক্ষ আয়ুর প্রাণ,
ঊর্জাতে নীল শৈত্যবাহের টান...

পৃথিবীর সব ধ্বংসলীলা পরে,
অশ্রুজলে সিক্ত হৃদয় 'পরে
ধুলিস্যাৎ পন্ডশ্রমের হেম-
শোনিত-রঙে রাঙানো জীবনখাঁজে,
দিনান্তের রিক্ত পত্রভাঁজে,
জাগ্রত হোক সুপ্তপ্রায় প্রেম...

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Strength oozes out of thy velvety tears,
How many souls broke thy melted moon-heart?
Sweet sour Sun, let the sky burn
Secretly savouring sea's flirt...

Learn in silence what's taught in chaos,
Hushed-up harmony is healing,
Slough off skin-soft, from bottom till the top,
Cover holy spirit in praying...

It's all for you -
Each newborn star, each earthy light,
Each morning dew, each tender tide!
Whiff away the leaves of past folklore,
Lose loveless war, thy heart is thy shore...

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I didn't fail to heal
Within my sanguinous shell,
Cut me open and I'll tell -
All those little deaths' tale...

With exhalation of mortal breath,
I buried my lungs too deep,
Call me a pulsatile bonker-
I drank tears sip by sip...

I know you're jealous of the stars,
O mighty shrivelled supernova,
Pray gently fade away thy shame -
Pretty unloved cosmic casanova!

I'll shine bright in my spacetime,
Watching thy blazing catastrophe,
Watch from my dream-filled dimension,
A magnetar's plodding dystrophy...

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He works for all but himself,
Tarnished tabloid territory
Sighs child's heart...silent, gory.
Aged from five to ten - earth's anything but heaven,
Hell's fuming fortress.
Whipped pint-sized soul, walks on burning coal-
Smoke and gunpowder - hail power, hail foul!

There's no angel of light, no weapons to fight
The beast in a contorted wit
Creating distress through every thought-process,
In every syllable they spit.

Kills million in facade of religion
That doesn't even teach to yell,
Ruled and the ruler, bloodlust in air,
'Home' - hell's ironclad bell...

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|| Fey Fate's Forgery ||


Short and tender,
Echoing ember,
On psyche's cursed petticoat.
Cold burning sun
Of mercy & mayhem,
Mutually inclusive oath.

Burning bright
In wounded light,
A feel that feels petite.
In sense & essence-
Ageold pretence
Of so wrong and right.

Thirst in the bones,
Rust in the spine,
Cinders swirl upon ribcage,
Dark matter's dream,
In stardust-cast gleam,
Life - a spirit's sacrilege!

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Ballerina tiptoes on floor,
Swaying on Selkie's folklore
Grey skin of clouds melt in shy,
Mystic, mild - so much more...

Cherry ripe cheek to cheek smile,
Eros stands still on his isle -
Oh what a love-song you are~
Earth-maiden's venusian guile!

Feather-light rain-born daughter,
Lashes laced with dusty pollen -
Call her a havoc heart-wrecker,
Peace will never be her prison!

Phoenix wings catching me mid-fall,
Dance, ballerina, do enthrall-
Step upon malicious minds,
All hearts - thy performing hall!

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|| Parting Piece's Prayer ||

May the muse be with you,
O my solivagant soul,
Pray, you mother the moonflower
I've grown upon heart's casserole.

Unfurl thy seafoam-brushed curl,
And witness the autumn-tinged spring,
Yours is the dream I live,
Wearing life's scintillating ring.

Forgotten frame of eerie love,
Ever-elusive it seems,
Batters truth's body with guilt
And place the lies as if they're dreams.

Come, let me show you a play,
Of marionettes dressed in the clay -
You'll pull the strings of my blood,
I'll end thy sunlit dismay.

Whiffing last dust of my decay,
Birth thy psyche as a whole,
May the magic be with you,
O my Magnolia Soul!

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Fragility wrapped
Her irascible heart at night.
Pindrop silence
While eterned all curses' sleek shunt,
With her mendacious soul
She cried, she fought, she burnt...

Dreaded holler spoke of her horror,
Her face - an ashen of sorrow,
Lower thy gaze O mirror -
Today is her corpse of tomorrow.

Fraying off into micro lines,
Time ticks down on the clock,
Honeysuckles chuckled on yard
Of past glory's obsidian rock!

Rolled, she rolled on fire,
In midnight sweat and tear,
The stars in thy eyes cannot see,
The darkness that made her shiver...

Soul tore into two halves,
Hemorrhagic dreams dripped of eyes,
She laid naked in her spirits,
Amidst bleeding humanity's sighs.

Few Damascus roses in her hands,
Their thorns inside her psyche,
She crawled through the tendrils of pain-
Her monozygotic lookalike!

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Sink beautifully, dear soul
In sauvignon silky threads' lore,
Wound as red as poppies
Shall be effaced from heart's rocky shore.

Gravity that pulls on thy depth,
Let it drink June's alchemy,
May the sun be with you
As you agape rain's anatomy.

Roses and ruins will deck,
The everglowing immortal's chasis,
You again will rise, dear soul -
Through thy mandatory metamorphosis...

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Swirling in essence of spring,
She lets go the flowery suffering.
Trumpet of nature broadcasts -
'If you can't die, then sing.'

She sings the blueberry song
Of heart's that's wild and strong,
Clarinet of clay declares -
'Being too soft ain't wrong.'

She wrongs the right of each,
She loses herself in glitch,
Setar of sky sets forth -
'Having no limit is rich.'

Whirling in greys of winter,
She lets go the icy anger.
Flute of frozen lake foretells,
'Repose is rally's harbinger!'

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