আজ এই লাল আকাশের বিকেলে
সুদীর্ঘ সম্মুখ হ্রদের সুন্দর্য চুরি করছি দু'জনে।
এই সব গাছের ঝরা পাতার বিছানায় কামনার আকাশ'
ঘাস কে সেই সুদূর প্রান্তরে চুম্বন করে।
এই আমরা,হ্যাঁ আমরাই এর আগেও
কত ফেনিল ঢেউয়ে ইতিহাস .....
অপরূপা,অসুখী তোমার হৃদয়,
জানি আমিও অতীত হবো কোলে মাথা রেখে ...
আমাদের হৃদয় সাগরে - তুমি একা দ্বীপ।
এক নিশ্চিন্ত জীবনের কলঙ্ক রেখা,ছুটছে সবাই....
এই ঝঞ্ঝা ময় জীবনের আঁধার রাতে এক চিলতে আলোর মায়া,পতঙ্গের মতন সব জ্বলেছে তোমারই আগুনে,
তোমাকে পাবার জন্যে।
তুমিই তো সুখ - জন্মের উর্বর ভূমি,
আমি খুঁজি তোমার মন্দির।
ওই দেখ এজিয়ান সাগর পাড়ি দিয়ে ছুটে আসছে,
এই ট্রয়ের বিস্মৃত ইতিহাস যাদের রক্তে লেখা হবে,
হাজার হাজার মানুষের রক্তের বিনিময়ে
সময় লিখে যাবে তোমার নাম,....হেলেন।

হেলেন- এক অপরূপা,অসুখী হৃদয়...

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(গল্প ক্যাপশনে)

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& These few words make your whole life blissful.

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Uncanny it seems to be

Psychopomp taking lamented souls on a spree

Getting a forlorn curse or cherishing the reward for a salutary deed

Totally a thing of your prudence to be life's Apollo or Ares.

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I put the world on fire
and laughed
watched it burn my feet
as i danced on the
rhythm of
earth spinning
too close to the heat
as i drown myself in rays
of water
the world was spinning
as i fall in the death of sea,
as much as i do i know
no one will ever enjoy my
defeat
i had a smile coated on my lips
as the wings of mine cradle to sleep
i laughed hysterically as everyone
saw the flame in my eyes
i was a not a candle made of wax
i put the whole show of burning water
as my wings burnt out
and now as the night passes by
i sit by the ocean gazing the sun rays
i have come back clawing on shore
and now
i am grief struck that
my wings will never return but i am amazed
as i see the tale of icarus and this time
i will fight with moon as i will rise on tides,
elements of earth and i will prove with every grain of my body that sand is absolute better.

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And empowers us to be instruments of goodwill.

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A master speaks but few words.

#Greek proverb

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Deadalus' son and my feelings are
not so different, the piquant advice
to not fly too far or too close never meant a lot,
so they drowned leaving proud scars to their begetters
to Deadalus his son drowned of greed
maybe he wanted to fly high, if it meant for the last time.
to me my feelings damped of my tears for attention
maybe they wanted the world to feel my pain.

And that's how they both shall one day emerge from Seas
in names of Fables and Poetries.

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The traffic was stuck
I was in my car and just in a juncture, my world fell apart
For when I was flicking through memos
 I stumbled across one old evernote
Reading its title sent frenzy down my spine
For it broached about the day which was exactly like today
When sky was weeping as if hades took the heaven's charge
And boulders with debris were sliding in underworld's rage
Monstrosity of that moment was heaving me into pieces
Wrenched heart started beating even more expeditiously
For a guy in teens banged on the casement 
With benumbed sagacity and paralysed psyche, I somehow made my mind to let him in
But as he entered, my mind got all flared up
For his fragile being reminded me of a demonic deity I once confronted 
Half an hour passed by and I dared to turn around
Except that pungent smell, there wasn't anything to brood over
Don't know from which dark abyss of satan he belonged to
Notwithstanding, that grisly night made me rethink about my decision of finding solace in solitude.

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