ভালো থাকিস

সারা দিনের অনেক কাজের ভিড়ে
কোথায় যেন হারিয়ে গেছি আমি-
ঠিকানা তার নেই জানি তোর কাছে,
সময় যে তোর অনেকখানি দামী।

প্রশংসা আর স্তাবকতায় ভেসে
তুই গিয়েছিস বহু যোজন দূর,
চায়ের কাপে তর্ক তুফান তুলে
হারিয়ে গেছে চেনা ছন্দ সুর।

তবুও যদি এমনও দিন আসে
বিষাদ ব্যথায় তোর দুচোখ ভাসে,
জানবি দুহাত বাড়িয়ে আছি আমি
হাঁটব আবার তোরই পাশে পাশে।

যদিও আমি আলোকবর্ষ দূরে
জানিস তবু স্বপ্নে তোকে ছুঁই
ঘুমঘোরেও এ মন আজও বলে,
সদাই যেন ভালো থাকিস তুই।

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একটু ভেবো

একটু শান্ত হও, চুপ করে বসে
বাতাসের গন্ধ নাও,
আর মনে মনে ভাব...

ভোরের প্রথম আলো ছুঁয়ে গেল
সাদা কালো চৌখাম্বার
শীতল কপাল।

কিম্বা নিঝুম নিদাঘে
সাভানায় শুয়ে আছো তুমি
আকাশের আলোটুকু মেখে।

হয়তো দেখছ তুমি
পরাশরের নীল জলে
টুপ করে ডুব দেওয়া
সূর্যের রক্তিম উচ্ছ্বাস।

রাতের আকাশে কোনদিন তারা গুনেছ কি?
ভাবোই না আজ এক অমাবস্যার রাত,
তুমি একা জেগে বসে
গুনে চল তারাদের ঝাঁক।

রাত শেষে আলো ফোটে
শিশিরেরা ডুব দেয় ঘাসে
আমি তুমি জেগে রই
হাত ছুঁয়ে চলি পাশে পাশে।

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How Do You See?

I see life from 5 feet 5 inches
You have seen it from 6 feet or more
They say that ,
height obscures faults and cracks
Is it so?
Then it must be a pleasant sight for you
To look at this lovely world.
But, I often stumble in the track
And many a time, fall.

Look at the baby
Who crawls on the earth,
He giggles all the time
With his bare mouth.
Maybe he can see the little bits of happiness
Which we cannot.

Life should be seen, both from far and close,
Then only you will find pleasures
In tiny gestures,
And deal with your grief
From fortune's perspective
That these days of despair will pass by
Letting in the waves of happiness.

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Always with you

If I could travel back in time
Just like my memories often do,
I would love to relive with you
Our golden days of childhood.
As you climb up the age-hill
With steady pace and teenagerly grace,
I find in you a vibrant soul
Shaping itself into a stunning
beauty with brains.
I miss your ringing laugh
With clinging dimples on your cheek,
When you pout like a pro
While clicking a pic.
I fail to recognise you many a time
When you discuss with me
Hard problems of maths and science,
Are you the same one who used to fry our brains
With daily dose of funny tales?
But time has wings and it will fly,
I cannot keep you as my little sis
Forever,even if I try.
So, on your birthday of fourteen,
I wish that you soar higher and higher
And achieve all your dreams,
As I assure you that
Whenever in this game of life
You find a difficult time
I will always be by your side.

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A world without words would be like
A sea of emotions with tides ,
High and low.
Where eyes will make the first move
Before your lips need to do.
And words will no more
Manipulate the inner you.

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Smells like a cigar

Regret smells like
The half burnt cigar in my hand.
It revives old memories of golden times,
And ignites the deeply buried thoughts
On a lazy sombre afternoon.

One job letter took me away from you,
So far, that you cannot even
imagine my face ,
When you most eagerly wanted to.

And now when I am sitting
by the window on a recliner,
Just like you,
I feel it in the bottom of my core that
You faded away into thin air quietly,
Like the cigar will do,
But the smell clinges to my soul
Till the day
Somewhere I meet you.

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Vacation sounds like
Sweet dreams,
But..... it turns out to be a
Boring lazy slumber.

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Happy Birthday

A carefree guy
With creative ideas
Filled in mind
Urging his students
To cross the limits
With full assurance of
Helping them out
.....when in need
Standing by them
Like bestest of friends
To boost their confidence
And help them chase their dreams.

Still a student
from the core of the heart
With eyes full of dreams
To soar higher and higher
Wishing you sir
A very happy birthday
Keep smiling forever, with glee
And inspire many more students
To be crazy for physics.

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Metro Rhymes

Pitch-black tunnel--
A single ray of light,
Thundering away darkness
And accelerating with might
Towards faith and hope
In search of a fresh sight.

Amidst flashes of faces
and warmth of thoughts
Therein sits a desolate mind
Deeply lost in dark sea of words.

An open canvas is filled
with juggling and shuffling words
By a young artist
With dreamy eyes,open wide.
And, after arranging
and jumbling for umpteenth times
To bring in the essence of
spirit and rhyme,
Bathed in several emotions
My poems are born.

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To some, it is homecoming and a fresh breath of air
To others, it is food , fun and friends
Yet to some others, it is late night hopping and smell of new clothes
But to those fleeing minds like me, it comes with an invitation from the distant blue hills
....She comes with bounty of gifts for all
.....and ..... She is on her way ......

Subho Mahalaya

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