পাখি
স্বপ্নরা মেতেছে ধুলোমাখা সেক্টর ৫ এ
কোনো মধ্যবিত্তই বাদুড়ঝোলা ভিড় চায়নি
নীল সাদা বর্ডার ডিঙিয়ে অফিস ঢুকে
দু ঢোঁক জল খাদ্যনালী ছোঁয়ার আগেই
পরিচালক তার স্বেচ্ছাসেবন করেন,
চাবুক ছোঁয়ে আমার পীঠ,
রাত ৯:৩০ এ সস্তা পানীয়ে আমার মোহ ভাঙে,
ভোর ৫ টায় পাখিটা ছোলা চাইলো,
আমার টাইটা গলায় চেপে বসেছে,
এগিয়ে গেলাম,বাটি টা উপচে ছোলা দিলাম!
খাঁচা র দরজা টা আর দেওয়া হয়নি,
কেউ পরিস্থিতিতে বাঁধা,কেউ সখে!

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How I wish I knew my brother
My soul knows him, my pen,
I know him not in this birth,
Must have known elsewhen.

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I mean,
let's take birth again.
Apart, miles away this time.
Let's cross borders,
language, culture, history,
beliefs, practices and prejudices
to love; to fall and just be.

Now that we know well
how far two can be
inside a single bedroom,
let's together try
how close two could grow
inspite oceans inbetween
elsewhen!

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They agreed to resist,
the urge omnipresent.
Elsewhen, their ringtones now,
spelt heartbeats.

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You left me broken.
In pieces infinite.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i heal.

With colours of self-love.
I got drenched.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i paint.

Stars,at night,shine.
My scars too.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i glow.

You introduced the darkness.
I empowered it.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i win.

You took my happiness.
I tamed tears.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i smile.

You killed my expectations.
I killed regrets.
Elsewhen,for umpteenth time,
i exist.

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After all this while
Throwing stones
At myself
In still water ,
I now drown
As I try
To strangle
my own image

Because I smudge
Everytime I try to catch
The infinite reflections
You cast
As you stroll
Between two mirrors
Of heart and mind.

Elsewhen ,my dear
Betwixt Beehive,Boulder
Bared Beethoven Battered?

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If not your lanes,
elsewither shall I roam?
If not your heart,
elsewhat shall I call my home?
If not your soul,
elsewhom shall I chase?
If not your memories,
else whose shall I embrace?

Tethered with your reminisces
here I stand lone.
Lost in wilderness
my cackle turns into moan.
The coagulated memories
can not be forgotten,
no longer there're remedies
for the feelings rotten.
Into your heaven
of the spirits unknown,
soon I'll be driven
carrying my flesh and bone.
The divine call
would be denied by none,
elsewhen shall
our souls be one?

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Standing on the platform,
I see the departure of train.
It has left me slowly,
Like you have left me then.
I can stop you,
Yet my hands were in chain.

In the world of cosmos
My soul is habituates
With your fake applause.

I want to feel
the motion of life,
As my tears has fallen down
From my eyes.
Else when, i want to
Drink the poison of solitude.
To curse the moment,
When my soul had allowed
me to be used.
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Sneha Nag💕

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I know not the path,
That leads to thee;
I know not the lanes
Thou live in;
I know not the name,
Thou art called with;
And I know not the way,
Thou look like.

But I know,
That thou exist.
Thou exist, in me and us all.
Thou exist, in a shapeless
And formless form.

But the foolish man,
Searches for thee,
Hither and yon;
Whereas thou exist,
Elsewhen,
In the timeless eons.

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I still recall the days elsewhen the smell of mustard brought me joy as a child. It wasn't much really, just a tiny oil factory on the road where I would wait for my school bus everyday.
I know not how it stuck but that one scent brings out a nostalgia no other catalyst could.
When days were less complicated and my younger self unaware of the lessons I've now learnt.

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