Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Scribbbles of a lost dairy: Optimism

Wings of time is flapping again
Every drop of rain marks a new beginning

Eyes of sun no more glares
I feel no more those haunting flares

No more does the stars stare at me
I am all above, I am free

Days of darkness ends today
New optimism marks a new day

I feel life in every breath I take
A new beginning in every move I make

May this sun stay in my sky
Till to this earth I say good bye

Friday, December 18, 2009

Ode to loneliness

Late at night when the lights are gone
And silence is inching forward darkness
When light has closed its eyes and taking a nap
And waiting for the morning rays to crack the dawn

I find myself in your arms
Waiting for your sweet cuddles to start
As you take me close to your bossom
I feel my world coming to a standstill

Thanks for being there always
And feeling me so that I don’t need to feel you again
Thanks for everything.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

A fake

I was not born pessimist
I just tried not to be foolish in optimism
away I stayed from nature
turned my back to the earthly feelings
everything that tied me
chained me to the ground was immaterial
relations had no meaning
love and life just four-letter words
I swam across the ocean
swaying away,
further away
each day
And then when I stood
In front of those swinging and blazing doors
some shiny glittering light splashed on me
and when it was time to go
I realised all these years
I have been just a fake

Thursday, December 10, 2009

The Evening

It was dark in the evening
I was just a passerby to the place
had a bizarre feeling and halted a while
as some antique thoughts started to chase

The place was not a stranger
nor I was a stranger to it
still there was an emptiness
as if there was something I wanted to meet

I peeped and peered everywhere
searching the place lost and found
Soon my eyes stopped blinking
as shadows from the past lingered around

I tried to take control
but my veins started to frost
shivers ran down my spines
I was no more, I was lost

The last thing I remember was
something cold touched my hand
As sunlight flashed in my eyes
I found myself in a differnt land

Monday, December 7, 2009

The meandering mind

I walked this path a thousand times
have seen this place before
I know you since I knew not me
but still feel to know you more

you are so close still so far
I wish we could be together
But don't know why,
you dont open your eyes
May be we don't trust each other

There are many who want to know
but you are never keen
aloof and alone as ever you stay
as the souls try to close in

May be now you don't realise
but i know someday you will
fumbling and stumbling as you walk
you will learn to be still

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Ek Poth Cholar Golpo

Shey din onno pothe cholchilam
hotacth mone holo jeno
aashe paashe keo nei
poth ta ke dekhe thomke jae
kemon jeno aaka-baaka
pore aache hath paa chere
thik jeno onek din purono laash
nadir dhare pore aache
lokhjon keo sobai aache, kinu khonosthaye
oor bukta k roktakto kore
nirdoyer moto pariye pariye
sobai j lokhe pouche jae
aar por muhurto bhule jai
aamio hoytobah onek korechi emon
kintu aar korte chaina
chai tar pashe boste
tar bethae aaghat pete
kintu she ki chae sheta?
janina, janteo chai na
tai aar na bhebe, royegelam
ek osombhov sopno neye
oke aar khoto hote debona
aami jani tomra aamai pagal bolbe
kintu obastov aar osombhov sopno maneye ki pagoler lokkhon?

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Don't look for love
stare at the light above

Don't look for reasons
allow the change of seasons

Don't look for the end of path
or burn in your own wrath

Don't lose faith in God
or blame Him for all odd

Look at your own eyes
see for yourself
where your peace lies

you are a raging ocean
craving for the shore
meandering aimlessly
each day going offshore

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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


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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

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"

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

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