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Monday, March 19, 2012
cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!
cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!: I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser...
Tears or Rain Drops!
I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser right now. Dreamt a lot about to triumph it seems I have a defiant attitude and what came up next? I am standing here by loosing my chance and bend my head. Why these lights are on? I try to keep my tears out of view. No! Do not think that crying is for you. You think that you are worthy for that? Why? You leave me, self seeker! I am just crying for my big mistake.
When tears came out pouring my cheeks, every single memory of my friendship appeared into my minds. Yes! I can still remind her face. She was crying begging a lot to pardon but I was just like real steel. “Once you break my mind it is over and I have no intended to mate it again.” Yes! That was my last words to her. She was not detained then just left some words before she passed away. “Someday you will miss me!”
I never said you cheated on me. Rather I said, was that necessary lying to me? I do not understand why you had to choose sacrifice being made me happy with the lie! Think about my luck, I did not get a chance to see you looking at me. At least I need to say, “You are my only friend in the world or you could just be the one whom I can stoop.” How self seeker you are leaving me alone without giving any chance of mating again.
I heard on a phone call you want to see me. You never know, I am here now, watching you sleep all quite. You look beautiful and it scares me to wake you up. Oh! How could I forget that you love to be a “Sleeping Beauty” in your world of imagination? See, your dream comes true today. You just look like the “Snow White”. The very white skin as there is no presence of blood. How you feel, when it bleeds a lot? It was chilling right? If I were there to warm you up! No need of me. You get yours, but mine also came true by that way. Once you told me that “if my dreams come true it will be true to you too, cause we are like twin and we meant to be.” I, Cinderella always have to play with cinders. Always scared that very wind blow up and I have to loose my cinders. That wind came to me and it snatches my cinders from me. You are the cinders of my story. But could you just please wake up once and tell me why you have to die and I have to live? Great now you just stop talking to me.
Finally you are leaving and I am still watching your leave but could not hold you to say, “Please do not leave and stay with me.” They take your stretcher and my views get vague. I do not know how long I stayed there just get back in real when a nurse give me your brown jacket to me. It is folded but still it smells your blood. I open the fold and see something painted on it. It is raw, it is red and still it is wet.
Outside it is raining. You love rain right? Well, things are happening one by one after yours heart. Just you are not here any more. Or, who knows may be you are still watching on us. If you see then, let me show you the rain walking. After all I know a secret of you. You love to cry in the rain. Now let me cry and make you confuse whether I am crying or the rain drops pouring over my face.
It dumbs when I just steeped about her last words to me. I just wish to ask her “How did you know that I will miss you?” Well, I sloping that you win. Yes! You knew that I will miss you but you know what? You will never know how much I miss you right now!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Chaya Shongi....
Ami amar pothe hete cholechi
lokaloy theke bohu dure
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire...
hothat khuje paowa pother dhare
ak boto brikkher niche dariye
pother klanti mora sorire
vangon jeno chepe dhore
ga eliye ditei abeshe
rajjer ghum neme ashe
du chokher pata jure....
hariye nijeke notun kono pothe
sopner siri beye nirvoye
megheder khub kacha kachi
hothat chokh portei khuje pai
nijer chayar pashe onno karo
chuye debo jokhoni, ki holo ke jane
charidike ghono kalo meghe chaowa
amar dussopner suru ekhanei......
bojrer sobde achanok chokh mele dekhi
ami pore achi aka, nei keo pashe
khuje firi ami honne hoe
hay seki !! kothay gelo hariye
pai na ko khuje aj nijer khani
je chaya chilo songi hoe
poth cholte gie koto na bola kotha
bolechi tar kache
aj haralam take.....
charidhare cheye dekhi poth geche vije
bristir chat eshe amay sikto kore
ami kor jore minoti kori...
"o bristi jao na chole die firiye oi roddur ke
"ami akla pothik, keo nei pashe....
tobu chilo nij chaya, aj take hariye
poth cholbo ki kore.....?
dao na firiye oi roddur ke....."
kan pete royechi odhir hoe
sudhu jante ki chilo protiuttore
amay nirash kore bristi
apon mone jhore pore
ami egiye choli poth dhore
ojhor bristi dhara amay sikto kore
ami ki aka? boro aka...aj jante icche kore
kichu bole na toh sei bristi
sudhu ojhore jhore pore
aj charidhare takiye dekhi ojosro bristi dhara
tobe ke bole ami aka, ami noi toh akela
jodi gune dekhi tobe hobe nako sob gona
aei ojosro bristi mala sathe niyei toh
amar dur pothe hete chola.....
bidayer ghonoghota bajlo bole
dekhi charidhare fotay fotay
tokhono bristi jhoreche
tobe ki somoy holo theme jabar?
naki aro onek khani poth geche beke?
ke jane bolbe ke ta
ami dariye nischup
nei kono soduttor
bristi theme geche nirobe.....
hothat cheye dekhi niche
ke jeno royeche dariye
chinte vul hoyni amar
ak chilte hashir rekha cheye jay
amar bisonno sei molin mukhe
bristi rekheche kotha
amar minoti jayni britha
cheye dekhi akash pane
abar esheche roddur
alo jholmole dine.......
ak kodom egiye gie samne
suru holo amar poth chola
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire..............
lokaloy theke bohu dure
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire...
hothat khuje paowa pother dhare
ak boto brikkher niche dariye
pother klanti mora sorire
vangon jeno chepe dhore
ga eliye ditei abeshe
rajjer ghum neme ashe
du chokher pata jure....
hariye nijeke notun kono pothe
sopner siri beye nirvoye
megheder khub kacha kachi
hothat chokh portei khuje pai
nijer chayar pashe onno karo
chuye debo jokhoni, ki holo ke jane
charidike ghono kalo meghe chaowa
amar dussopner suru ekhanei......
bojrer sobde achanok chokh mele dekhi
ami pore achi aka, nei keo pashe
khuje firi ami honne hoe
hay seki !! kothay gelo hariye
pai na ko khuje aj nijer khani
je chaya chilo songi hoe
poth cholte gie koto na bola kotha
bolechi tar kache
aj haralam take.....
charidhare cheye dekhi poth geche vije
bristir chat eshe amay sikto kore
ami kor jore minoti kori...
"o bristi jao na chole die firiye oi roddur ke
"ami akla pothik, keo nei pashe....
tobu chilo nij chaya, aj take hariye
poth cholbo ki kore.....?
dao na firiye oi roddur ke....."
kan pete royechi odhir hoe
sudhu jante ki chilo protiuttore
amay nirash kore bristi
apon mone jhore pore
ami egiye choli poth dhore
ojhor bristi dhara amay sikto kore
ami ki aka? boro aka...aj jante icche kore
kichu bole na toh sei bristi
sudhu ojhore jhore pore
aj charidhare takiye dekhi ojosro bristi dhara
tobe ke bole ami aka, ami noi toh akela
jodi gune dekhi tobe hobe nako sob gona
aei ojosro bristi mala sathe niyei toh
amar dur pothe hete chola.....
bidayer ghonoghota bajlo bole
dekhi charidhare fotay fotay
tokhono bristi jhoreche
tobe ki somoy holo theme jabar?
naki aro onek khani poth geche beke?
ke jane bolbe ke ta
ami dariye nischup
nei kono soduttor
bristi theme geche nirobe.....
hothat cheye dekhi niche
ke jeno royeche dariye
chinte vul hoyni amar
ak chilte hashir rekha cheye jay
amar bisonno sei molin mukhe
bristi rekheche kotha
amar minoti jayni britha
cheye dekhi akash pane
abar esheche roddur
alo jholmole dine.......
ak kodom egiye gie samne
suru holo amar poth chola
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire..............
Vul Thikanay
ami hariye jabo na boleo seshmesh hariye gechi
pothvranto hoye aj e poth o poth hete cholechi
kono ak dorojay kora nartei uttor peye janechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi
baysto kolahol mukhor e shohore koto chena jana mukh khujechi
nei kono chena shur, vabonar bahire kothay royechi
sudhu dorojar opash hote kono lajuk mukhe shunechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi
parar cheler dol basto bol pitate, hoi hullore
kokhono sokhono kor jore hat tali sorobe
ato kichur virey, sojore chokka hakano
hariye jaowa boler moton, amio hariye gechi
keo ar khuje pete chay na ko firey
hariyechi aj mela din tobuo khoj pore nito
sudhu mukher vab shabe bujhe niyechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi..............!!!
pothvranto hoye aj e poth o poth hete cholechi
kono ak dorojay kora nartei uttor peye janechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi
baysto kolahol mukhor e shohore koto chena jana mukh khujechi
nei kono chena shur, vabonar bahire kothay royechi
sudhu dorojar opash hote kono lajuk mukhe shunechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi
parar cheler dol basto bol pitate, hoi hullore
kokhono sokhono kor jore hat tali sorobe
ato kichur virey, sojore chokka hakano
hariye jaowa boler moton, amio hariye gechi
keo ar khuje pete chay na ko firey
hariyechi aj mela din tobuo khoj pore nito
sudhu mukher vab shabe bujhe niyechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi..............!!!
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