Swirl of Lies

While my eyes cry and search for flies

Like your never ending swirl of lies

Ogling stars glittering

Sordid pleasure tinkering

Flailing hands reach out to darkness of lightning...

Mother's lullaby, forlorn passer-by,

Drifting through mindless backgammon..

Words fear, tears jeer, faces summon-

Your eyes,

Your lies..

Your gray swirling lies...

While your eyes smile and gaze at skies

Like your tapestry of broken lies

Gray and pink teetering

Purple star slithering

Swirling lies swiveled to grim azure quivering..

Eyes and lies vie for self-less sublime

Some cries

Some lies

Some flocks of stray lies...

hizibusy chinta-bhabna

nahoi ami cholei jabo onek khani dur
tobu moner majhe bajbe naki
badhon chherar sur?
sei surete sur milie
ichhegulo dei j hana
bondho ghore kedei more
dana tader milte mana !!

nahoi ami obujh khub i chaoa paoar khelai,
tai ki bose hisab kosi
ekla bikelbelai?
sonaronger bikelgulo
ekhon sudhui holud lage;
jhora pata, bheja rumal
tai ki mone jage??

nahoi ami nai ba holam norom alor bhor;
tai bole ki neiko kothao
ektukhani jor?
j jorete chaichi ajo
akre dhorte hat.....
sesh na hoe berei chole
amar dirghotoro rat.

nahoi ami bolei choli, kichui hoito bujhis na;
sudhu bristi hoe jhorbo jokhon....
aral khujis na !!!

Mends of Motion

With his strangled rigours and pain..
A life started to crawl up this street
His thought creeps past his silent solitude..
And he fails to pause in the midway..
He knows he had to fall
He wishes he could mend a fault..
But he can't fly..
There was a halt to heal the passion..
Still there was a dream to steer a function...
A function
driving his soul (to) run back...
down the street through the weeping boulevard..

And then he feels he is on the top....
He dares to stare down the street
The still breeze waved him back..
And he dived down to flee..
He turned his fate,and he played with a ploy..
to mend the things never to lose n cry..
The soul of a saint cries in delight
The lonely life beams again...


And then,

The still breeze started to blow....
The glimmering sunbeam started to shiver...
Still the life can't turn back...
This motion rushed back to stall,
There, the life stands still..
He can't move for a while...
Now the thoughts,brooding over the sky..
"Where to fly...
where to find..
Ain't I sleeping by now?
Ain't I stuck in this motion?
or I'm so free today..
There ain't a darkness to play!"

Hatiyar

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Entity

My dreams- they sail through a sky,
In a quest of the tender sunshine..
A blind conscience cries for a smile..
And a bruised body awaits a satisfaction..

A soul snarls and questions,
And vies for a piece..
And a love patrols
With the purple blotch of illusion..

A heart paints the colors of lust..
Casting an eye of sarcasm..
And there, the brain-door ajar..
With the passage of beam of healing intellect...

Still the petals get withered..
An eye of affection smiles behind..
I walk alone
In the Twilight of Salvation.

bristi- dhoa

bhalobasa holo ciggeratte er motoi
sudhu pure jaoa buk ta theke jai
ure jai sukher dhoa

hothat ei dhoa-sha? jano to ami ajke prothom smoke korlam. seta keno likhchi?? bolchi.

ciggeratte khete khete khub bhalo lagchilo jano !! khuuub bhalo lagchilo, jokhon ure jaoa dhoatar dike takie chilam tokhon mone hochilo jodi jiboner dukhho guloi erkm bhabe ure jeto !! jodi ichhegulo o erkm bhabe dana mele ure jete parto.. jete parto oi swopenr deshe...............
sono amra ki sobai,
swopno dekhte parina?

khub baje .. jata lyrics.. kissu hobe na. kintu amake aj dhoatei peyeche.. tai dhoasha hobe.. kichu korar nei.

ami bhebechilam onek kichui but eta bhabi ni j jibon ta boro bastab, ekhane romanticism er dhoa nei, ache kothin realityr agun... tai to dhoa ta ure jai, buk ta pure jai... roye jai chhai... swopner obosesh !!!
ta besh ta besh, kintu....
bristi- dhoa keno??
karon ei dhoa to bristir i.... ei dhoa ure jabe megher deshe.. amar bhalobasa nye, nye jabe amr buker agun .. nye jabe bristir kache,jodi bristi abar ase ei dhoa dekhe??!!

aj thke onek din age jokhho megh k dya bhalobasa pathyechilo, aj din bodleche, tai megher jaiga nebe amar buker chitar jola dhoa.... nye jabe oiiii dureee, bohudureeeee.. jekhane ache amar bristi....................

o ki asbe??? jodi ase dhoa nive jabe na tahole?? etai bodhoi jiboner ultimate paradox !!!!

abar dhoasha.. sorry guys !!

Aakkhep

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