Bhanga aayina gorte holey
aami aachi tor doley
Ek mutho aalo kere ne tui
ami toke dhorbo tule
Ek chutki aalo khoroch korbi
raater ojon beshi holey
tarpor jokhon bhor hobe
debo aami dowar kholey
P.S. Guys, if you get too depressed after reading my posts here, then can go and take a walk here, I hope it will atleast bring u back to normalcy.
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Sunday, November 29, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
A dead night and a pack of cigarette
Street light drenches my balcony
amidst roaring silence, I sit
The cigarette gives me a blank look
as I stare somewhere else
Who do you burn?
It's you who lit me, pal
why do your turn to ash?
It's what I meant to be
But you char my soul?
Isn't it what you wanted?
What's your importance in my life?
To heal your pain
and take the blame
But you will die then?
put me off if you want
I'm anyways died
Why do you say so?
once lit, without you, I'm just a stub
crushed and trampled till m mingle in dust
But you don't love me?
I burn, I die for you
And still you say so
But how can you love, when you kill me each day?
I can't meet your expectations
Don't lit me if you love me
let me be there and when you need me
just hold me tight, close to ur fingers
but don't let me burn
I don't understand you
I know you never will
Let us be as we are then
As you wish but don't question me again
The lights are out now
the dead night is dark again
silence still deafens my ears
as I lit my pal again
amidst roaring silence, I sit
The cigarette gives me a blank look
as I stare somewhere else
Who do you burn?
It's you who lit me, pal
why do your turn to ash?
It's what I meant to be
But you char my soul?
Isn't it what you wanted?
What's your importance in my life?
To heal your pain
and take the blame
But you will die then?
put me off if you want
I'm anyways died
Why do you say so?
once lit, without you, I'm just a stub
crushed and trampled till m mingle in dust
But you don't love me?
I burn, I die for you
And still you say so
But how can you love, when you kill me each day?
I can't meet your expectations
Don't lit me if you love me
let me be there and when you need me
just hold me tight, close to ur fingers
but don't let me burn
I don't understand you
I know you never will
Let us be as we are then
As you wish but don't question me again
The lights are out now
the dead night is dark again
silence still deafens my ears
as I lit my pal again
Monday, November 23, 2009
Die, die
die my baby bro
lie down here
i'll lick clean
the stinking floor
don't cry, dont cry
don't cry my baby bro
my tears will quench your thirst
don't worry, just hurt me
and see how she flow
Fly, fly
fly my baby bro
I'll cut my wings
and give it to you
sail along as the wind blow
don't try, dont try
don't try, my baby bro
you are no lesser mortal!
let me do the doings
you rest, take it slow
P.S. These are just random words to keep my sanity intact. Its not a poetry.
"I don't mean what I say
I don't say what I mean
lost and lonely
I keep encircling the ring"
die my baby bro
lie down here
i'll lick clean
the stinking floor
don't cry, dont cry
don't cry my baby bro
my tears will quench your thirst
don't worry, just hurt me
and see how she flow
Fly, fly
fly my baby bro
I'll cut my wings
and give it to you
sail along as the wind blow
don't try, dont try
don't try, my baby bro
you are no lesser mortal!
let me do the doings
you rest, take it slow
P.S. These are just random words to keep my sanity intact. Its not a poetry.
"I don't mean what I say
I don't say what I mean
lost and lonely
I keep encircling the ring"
Sunday, November 22, 2009
THERE WILL BE BLOOD
Slice your veins
slit that throat
pierce those eyes
cut all that you loath
wriggle your skin on the stones
till they come off your bones
burn till everything chars
I don't want to hear the moans
let there be blood
let it drain down my chest
let it be my last supper
till I put everything to rest
slit that throat
pierce those eyes
cut all that you loath
wriggle your skin on the stones
till they come off your bones
burn till everything chars
I don't want to hear the moans
let there be blood
let it drain down my chest
let it be my last supper
till I put everything to rest
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Lost Forever
The door was ajar
I saw the light
I wriggled my neck through
then gave up the fight
Like a frail shadow
she stood there, unmindful
I soaked in her presence
till the last breath was full
A fading light, she was
sneaking through the slit
of my dead longing eyes
only to die before they meet
I know memories can't run
neither the moon will fade
nor will be lost in the blazing sun
everyday it will cut me like a blade
I saw the light
I wriggled my neck through
then gave up the fight
Like a frail shadow
she stood there, unmindful
I soaked in her presence
till the last breath was full
A fading light, she was
sneaking through the slit
of my dead longing eyes
only to die before they meet
I know memories can't run
neither the moon will fade
nor will be lost in the blazing sun
everyday it will cut me like a blade
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Man don't cry
Cry baby, cry baby
I'm a cry baby on the run
my shrills struck her hard
but she killed the baby in me with a gun
Rubbish, rubbish
everything in me is rubbish, she said
my words knocked on her heart
but she cut my heart with a steely blade
Dead, dead
I'm a dead on the prowl
instead of resurrecting the dead in me
she spite venom on my soul
Mirror, mirror
you are a mirror, she had told
then accusing me of self pity
she fled, leaving me in the cold
I'm a cry baby on the run
my shrills struck her hard
but she killed the baby in me with a gun
Rubbish, rubbish
everything in me is rubbish, she said
my words knocked on her heart
but she cut my heart with a steely blade
Dead, dead
I'm a dead on the prowl
instead of resurrecting the dead in me
she spite venom on my soul
Mirror, mirror
you are a mirror, she had told
then accusing me of self pity
she fled, leaving me in the cold
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