Wednesday, February 24, 2010

byartho chesta

moner govire ekta boka janala
koto ki khuje jay,
chader snigdhotay se uttap khuje pay
fhuler papri gulo hotat berogin
moner kanvas jeno chiniye niyeche tader sob rong
kintu hay.....chobita tao asompurno!!!

kolkatar kono ek benami flate eka ekti chele
bachar kono tagid nei
asposto sokol chahidar mapkath
ijibon judhe se ek bartho soinik
klantihin pothe aaj se mrito
smriti chinhe nei kono sobujer abha
janla hatre beray ektu alo,
hatre beray ek achena prithivi
ke jeno take chirodiner jono bondho kore diyeche.....
toluene er abhay tai se mithe sopner bilasitay motto.....

dure bohu dure kono ek grame,
ajana ek pakhi apon mone deke choleche
janla bhed kore asche tar korun swar
janla khuje beray torongor utsho
kintu hay.......janlar kopat gulo sikol diye badha
chobita tai ajo asompurno.....

"the intense aroma of toluene has stared to work,the boy alone in his bed,falsified by foolish dreams,started picking tabs ....happily loitering in the highway to hell"(hahahhha)

Monday, February 15, 2010

mistaken lies

what if there is no heaven
what if there is no hell
what if there is only lie
what if we all dont care about us?

dont u think....
the perspective of lies would change..
we all will gain our self controlled philosophies
motiavtions will never ruin our mind
halucinations will be the part and parcel of life.

what is truth?
are only facts are truth?
so loving your mother is false.......no praticality....no proof??
untamed thoughts are hovering over my brain
there lies a naked boy in the rain,
shiverring in the cold,
dawned by his foolish sentiments
caring for only a sheet of cloth.....caring for a little shelter???
there lies a boy flodded with toys and choclates
yes....he cannot understand the meaning of choclates......
he cannot understand the meaning of love for toys

now what is truth???
-----self justified conscience????
enveloped fascinations of immortal life.
let the rain burn our bodies
let the sun confuse our soul
let the clouds cover us with a blanket of false mysteries
lets dig out the brain to find the forbidden lie.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

miche attohashi

dure oi achin paki ta,
korun sure dakche,
akasher kone eek posla megh,
hoyto bristi purbabhasas,
amra abar klantir roddur chere,
praner anonde bhijte jabo.
bhije jabe sob glani,
bhije jabe sob doinota,
bhije jabe sei chera jeans ta,
bhije jabe khachar bitorer sobuj monta,
bhije jabe amar chotobelata,
bhije jabe tomar lekha prothom chitita..........

aaj neme asuk ban,
akash gorje utuk plabon sonkete,
muche diye jak sob smriti chinyo,
muche diye jak oi chera phata itihas,
muche diye jak sob roktochinho,
muche diye jak sob judher potobhumi.

eki, hotat sobai chup hoye gele keno,
koi tomra kichu bolcho na keno,
tahole ki sob sesh hoye gelo,
ato roktokhay, ato bolidan,
ato porikolpona, jotla,michil, mitting...........
aro koto kichu ....
ki aaj ei dekhbo bole?
aaj nuton kore bachbo bole,
nijer jiboner bolidan diyechi.
amar mritodehe fhute utuk ekta golap fhul,
tar snigdhotay bhore jak sara bishwa
beche utuk ei pranobhumi,
beche utuk tomar gaan.