sludge and mud

images playing upon the walls
of mind
create frames of disaster
for emotional
explosions.
burn the wicker of the dynamite
and blood shall splatter
upon flowers
of love and innocence.
who believes you?
none.
who cares with a genuine smile?
dare to find out?
masks and pretensions do
clog the drainages pipes
and valves of the heart
and make one insane...
bring the torch
and enlighten the mind
on how to cook chicken
or asparagus soup
or something weird like
Plato's Symposium...
hunting for love
like fowls in a dark night
or owls for that matter
tearing mice with hooked beaks
as burnt flesh screech
for grace, humanity, mercy, mercy, mercy....
the lambs are being shred
on the feasting table, with love
and spicy tenderness,
while the ewe waits
to be milked by the babe...
Grace? Love? Tenderness?
the night awaits
to pounce on you and chew you up
ALIVE

Okaron Bhalobashar Gaan

Kolponae to akash chhoa jae
R tumi to samanno akta manush
Ami din raat bhabci tomae bose
Kolpona te orai rongin fanush.
Kono kothar desher rajputro tumi
R mohomoy jadugori-r karbari,
Sopno sonchoy er krititto amar
Ja mou macchi hoe tomar jonno kori.
Lashhomoyi nai ba holam ami
Nai ba holam rajkumari tomar
Tobu tomae bhalobaste pari
Hiseb nei osru khoroch jomar.
Emnie tomae bhalobaste pari,
Lonka makha rod bristir moton
Bunte pari tomae dhaaner moton
Sunte pari jyostna raater kothon.
Tumi tokhon kon sheemanae bose
Bhabcho bujhi raag raaginir kotha
Surer mayae badhche tomae se
Premer jole tomar rongin nesha.
Basche bhalo du haath bhore tomae
Tomar sopno tar alga chuler jaale
Ghran niccho tar norom chikon toker
R jaccho mete bhubon bhola khelae.
Tobuo tomae baschi bhalo ami,
Nirob baashi sur tuleche buke
Sopno jaale ghire diecho tumi, daan
Diecho nirob gopon shukhe.
Tai chaina ami tomae kokkhono
Oi jacce hawa khilkhilie heshe.
Dukkho amar neiko motei shono,
Bujhi bhul koreci boddo bhalobese?

good bye

i had let out a call into the night
and no one answered.
you had left me
let me down, thrown me aside,
battered, bruised and broken.


now i will walk away,
i have to.
dont sigh now please and make things
look so difficult for me,
you were just not there
and i must leave now, alone.


i will vanish at an orange morning
and it will snow the night before
in the rough Indian terrain
and all the cactuses shall bloom
and their thorns turn into velvety leaves
the dust of the roads
shall transform into grains of diamond
and glisten in the sad forlorn moonlight


rain water shall patter into a glass bowl
and fill it on account of your tears.
the kokil shall sing all night
from the mango tree in a heart broken tune
and cry so blue for his piya
that the silent sky shall be soaked in the deepest blue


and the world sleeps,unaware of another heart
hidden behind reeds beside some forgotten pond
weeping its tears alone by the muted stones.
the desolate love bleeds alone, a jackal howls nearby.

EKTA CHHERA KOBITA

Kicu kicu bhalobasa ashe – emnie.
Kono dabi nei, pawar akankhao nei,
Nei kono gopon kamona.
Se shudhu eka cheye thaka kebol.
Canteen-e thanda chae chumuk daoa
R okaron opekkha – Jodi se ashe? Hotat?

Klantiheen surjo jokhon tej chhorie dae akashe,
Sranto ghormanto sorire shiri beye uthi,
Tomar payer chhotfote shobdo jyano kaane ashe,
Chokito firey takai – tumi ki?
K jyano honhon kore hete chole galo.
Dhur! Ki sob bhabchi. Tumi kano hote jabe?

Bus-e boshe chokh rakhi rastae,
Tomar bari to shohorer oi kone…
Tobu Jodi hotat dekhi tumi ei pothe?
Jaccho hete, sei tar kotha shuncho phoney?
Besh hobe, besh hobe, dekhte pabo tobe.

College street-r morey, ekdom okaron
Chokh khuje chole kake, jante chaina mon.
Ki dorkar jene? Habijabi joto kotha.
Crocin kinte hobe, hotat dhoreche matha.
Ekhon bujhi keno lokey cigarette khae,
Se sahosho to amar hoyni konodin.
Onamika, osundor ek otripto atma hoe
Ghure berabo shukno rastae, r roj
Pepsi diye gilbo Disprin.

Mon kemon kora gaan radio te bajle
Chupi chupi bhabi tumio to suncho,
Odrishyo mobile sudrisho sms type
Kori tomar jonne, pathie di magic number-e.
RJ pore dae seta, bajie dae bhalo kono gaan,
Sur to tokhon bhasche amar heart-statione,
R chokh bhasche tear gland secretioney.

Koto din, ogo koto din hoe galo
Ekta muhurtow je dekhini go tomae
Koto jug, ogo koto juug boe galo
Ekbaro firey takaoni ….
Bhorie daoni hridoy kono ice-cream sondhae.

Abar ki sob bhabchi dakho boshe.
Kaj kaarbaar nei kichu, r ki?
Magic moments gole jae sriti hoe,
R premer jowar bhata hoy seminar-e.

Kano korle amae etokhani eka bolo?
Kichu ki cheyechi tomar kache konodin?
Gaane kobitae kano bhore asho chokhe?
Kano diyechile jhinuk-bhangar sondhan?

Kichu bhalobasha shunno ta bhore dae,
Kichui thake na shaar sotto tar,
Tobu ochena ek ful hoe fute othey,
Okaron prem – eo ek abishkar.

Cinderella at the ball

Under the huge glassy ceiling,
And the glittery lights all around
We would dance together.
The sparkling shades would smother
Your cloak and drench you
In perfect happiness.
We will dance together.

You look in my eyes
And i will look into yours,
And everything all around us
Shall melt away into nothingness.
Only the celestial music shall enwrap us
And me,your arms.
I put my eyes down and blush...

Oh, one dance before the clock strikes
One dance before i go.
One dance before i awaken,
One dance with movements slow.
Hold me in your arms
And stop the clock from chiming,
I want to be in charms
Of love, of you, of this moment...

One dance with you
That never shall be and never
Will i be enfolded.
not in this birth are we
meant to be together.
i look into youe eyes and
see the hidden smile that
shall twinkle on our lips
next time, next birth...

i shall wait for you under
a starry sky, and walk on blossoms red.
i will dream of you and wait
this life, till the day i'm dead.
one close hug, one pink kiss,
one dance under the sky,
i wish we were old enough,
old enough to die.