The Ride

I wanted to look at the mirror
He could not see my reflection
Air flowed through every vein
Our smiles mingled in the speed

Lines Lost

ki chilo amar?

ajo ba ki ache?

shudhu ankhi pote lekha chilo

ak chobi

thoter neerobo akhore chilo

priyo nam

i wander on the lone vales

pining in sacred distances

as i watch over the grim clouds

and caress them in whispers

do ask him if ....

bristi nebe ashey jhapsa hoe

my paper never fills up