Love, Destiny and Blood

I am a little blind mouse

Living on a wide chess board

And scuttling across the grid

With all might I can afford.

He sits across the table

With a playmate, like a kid;

He plays with her my Destiny

Placing my fate on a lid.

My eye of love is the bet

Dirty, old and blind

They pick me up by my tail

And place me as assigned

On a black or white

For all I know

I am so deadly blind.

My little heart is pawned next

As quivering cold I stand

He laughs and plans his next move

And picks me up on a hand.

A cold steel blade I feel next

Beside my red little heart

I know not who won who lost

Neither the game's fair start.

They threw my little body away

In a rotting garbage can

On a blotted chessboard

Lay my heart

And the garbage was picked by a van.

They reveled in the funny game

And in high spirits made love

My heart gave out spurts of blood

As my eyes appeared Above.

A Nocturnal Abhishar

Clusters of stars spread across the night

Like a necklace of diamonds torn and

Scattered like drops of water dripping

From her freshly bathed wet hair

Fragrant and mystic like the black spells

Of tanvi ratri, the sorceress of desire.

I can hear your songs on the night air

As you breathe deep in the nostalgia

Of the moments we have lived together

And woven a basket of well loved time.

What do you sing, O musician? My bird?

I can hear the sweet music of your rhyme.

There comes the charmer of the night

My beloved thief with the sword of moon

A careless whistle on his lips, so well tuned,

He comes stealthily to seize my dreamless sleep,

Pick all the scattered diamonds of the dark night

And stud them on my skin, lit up with sparkling stars.

Wet hair welcome his eager face into a shanth embrace.

the sea-man

a wide old sea

and a stupid man

a stupid man was he

who knew not how

nor knew not who

knew not when was he

brought along to the sea shore

and made to live there he.

a wide blue sea

full of songs and

full of saga be

the stupid old man

was found therein

amidst the deep blue sea.

the sea the man

the man the sea

a stupid sea was he

that he loved himself

and not the sea

a part of who was he.

the wide old sea

and the lost man

such insane was he

he knew not how

he knew not why

love anyelse than he.

a stupid man

a silly man

loved by the sea.

Prothom Bristi

Abesh bhore bristi elo andhar alo mekhe

Jabe bujhi kon konner chokhe te jol rekhe

Dupur belae andhar khelae akash galo dheke

Bristi elo jhomjhomiye shukno mati dekhe.

Shohor tokhon bhijche vorey joler akul gaane

Dogdho hoa dupur bhashe kaker kalo snane.

Bristi elo hurmuriye thanda hawa beye

Janala dhore bhijche tokhon akti kalo meye.

Pagol hawa joriye takey korche matamati

Tar mukh bhije jae bristi hawae,ekla khelar sathi.

Bristi fota, jhaak bedhey sob asche dole dole

Chhobe j tar somosto ta, bhijiye debar chhole.

Dheur pore dheu utheche bristir jhake jhake

Akla meye ka k khojey adim megher faakey?

Bristi bhashey tar buke teo onno kothao bose

Hoyto sheo bhijche eka emoni abeshe.

Tar chokhe te kar mukh aj bhashey bristi bhorey?

Kalo meyer hridoy jurey brishti namey jorey.

Brishti bheja chul beye tar namey joler sur

Bristi bheja shohor tokhon joler neshae chur.

Bristi elo bristi elo bristi jhake jhake

Dui prante dui ti manush joler chhobi akey.

Leprachaun's Gold

A pot of gold

heaped like love

dazzling, rich and precious

singing of dreams

sparkling visions of luxury

Luck lust love loy

A pot of golden joy

Golden coins heaped

like leaves of autumn

spread on a bed of smiles

Chunks of yellow metal

all shapes and size

gleaming like desires

of a fresh beginning.

Gold that vanishes

Leprachaun's gold

O Godly demon

of desires unperishable

and dreams that mislead.

whose wealth were you?

whose love were you?

Hoping against hope

in a sea of grey losses

raging waves of despair

watery eyes searching for light.

a drop of yes somewhere

an acceptance possibly?

Hoping against hope

bhangon

Aayna ki sotti kotha bole?

Koto gulo bochhor periye galo

Ajo eka lorai kore jacchi nijer sathe.

Tumi chhile, tobu to chhile go.

Hoyto oshantite, mitthye obhijoge

Opomane o bistirno teekto tae,

Tobu to chhile.

Tobe ki bhul korlam kichu?

Ato gulo bochhor aksathe,

Maniye nebar chesta ofuran

Bhalobeshe cholar sudirgho chesta

Gochhano songshar, sopno

Kintu sonman diley na, morjada.

Sorir k sorir chhonde melae

Icchera sobsomoy mukh chene na.

Amaro hoyto bhul chilo onek

Tobu chesta chilo, biswas koro.

Nijer shotta k bishorjon ditey r

Parini, dewale theke jaoa peeth,

R kichu griho-bondi chitkar.

Divorce paper-e shoi dite giye

Bhetor ta kede uthechilo,

Kintu tokhon r pechhobar upay nei.

Tumie to gacho hariye,

Amar bhalobashar sei jon.

Prem tuku khujte chai ajo

Kintu somosto tumi'r arale aj se r nei.

Somporke ami r nei jano?

Tomar r sondhano nei kichu.

Khub kanna pae kokhono kokhono,

Sei sopno gulor chhaya der dekhe.

Bhalo ki bashi ajo tomae?

Na, shudhu dukkho hoy tomar jonne,

Nijer jonne, amader mitthye tukur jonne.

Aayna sotti bole na, jano?

Ami ajo atke achi kothao,

Aj theke koto koto bochhor ager ami te.

Majhkhaner ei somporko

Ak obhiggota, khoto o nishwo ta.

Bhalo theko.

Intoxication

Crazy wildernesses along a brazen wall

Two eyes, intoxicated

Burning with an insane desire

To light up in dense fire

among the dark wildernesses.

Spectral fireflies, a lonesome moon

lapping up the silvery waters

dipped in lusty moonlight

spreading her wings in full.

Broken glass, scattered petals

of blood orchids and white blossom.

Rolling along dew wet grass

soiled feet and empty skin,

Black wings of night shading

the trees in secret conversation

soft whispers of the leafy caresses.

Painful idiocies left behind.

Stark reality changes realms.

Shades of cumbersome toils

left behind like decency and sunrays.

A never ending sojourn

Steams of visual illusions

Sensory hallucinations

And a burning under the skin

on silent nights and heavy air

palpitating in the fragrance of aamer-bol.

Wilderness and wild fervours.