Friday, 3 March 2017

Thousand Miles

After thousand miles
that I have travelled,
today I come to the end.
My journey from dis point
And returning here again
has taken its toll..
My beard got wild and my hairs
whitened enough to call me old.
I may have weakened,
I may have gone mad
But today I have learned the lessons
And today I know..
My conscience speaks to me
And I am ready to hear..
Fears faded into the bubbles
But death was never an option.
Leaving you was death to me
Which has got me torn...

But I still remember you..
Oh beloved! I still remember you,
Your glorified face shined like a thousand sun,
Your touch made me feel devine
And the way you looked at me,
the world seemed to converge on a single point.

But this is the time, my lord
This is the time..

There you stand a few steps away from me
You still look stunning..
The serenity of your face,
Makes you eternally beautiful..
You are the genii I was chasing around the earth
And now there you stand just a few steps away.

I feel like a new born,
Adrenaline rushing in my veins..
This has been home coming,
This has been great..
But will you recognize my voice
If I call you by your name?
Or shall I not bother you
Just pass by like a stranger without an aim?

This is the time, my lord
This is the time..
Gimme some strength.

Tuesday, 5 March 2013

R.I.P. Democracy

Vebechilam likhbo ekta bidroher kobita
prem pipashu vampire ra hobe khunno, jani ta
ei somoy e dariye r nite parchina vonita
haath paye beri r lagam bondi amar swadhinota.

Sei lagam e pore taan, 
aaj morche amar pran
stobdho kora hochhe amar kotha.

khomotashil ra boloban
tai korte hobe tader joyogan
nahole "mukto-monche" threat
hote paro tumi omlet..
thoter upor cello tape er jowar.

gonotontro aaj vogno spine
shoiracharir haath e captive aayeen,
tai rudhhyo-dwar e bose khelte paro shap-ludo
geetobitan haath e enjoy da show... 

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Alokananda : The river poem

Harsha bimorshotay akranto ami
dinotar lesh hoy na sesh
bidhatar kabyik mone jonmo niche protiddhoni
eta asole amar lupto sottar poribesh

boye chole se sarajibon
kokhono unmad kokhono sthir
yug poriborton e ese jay na tar kichu
katatarer bera diye atke rakha jayna sob kichu.

Diner seshe bidhata jokhon daba khelen tar sristi niye
Kistimat korar neshay take atkabe k..??
Somoyer sesh simanay jokhon haray swopnera
Vorsha jogay abar amay, amar priyo alokananda

Obornonio tar soundorjo, bathito kore amar mon
Tar osthir chotfotani r rupkothar sarolyotay
Akorshito hoy amar chetonara,
Onuvob kori ek okothyo obanchito bedona.

Haat e haatkori paye, beri na thakleo bondi ami
Koto alokito sohor periye ese shanti khuji tar kache
Boye geche koto taja rokto bidroher neshay
Koto premik er nibedito phul, tar prem pawar ashay.
Tobu boye chole se ajeeban,
Kokhono osthir, kokhono notun prem er ashay.

Sunday, 11 March 2012

Oprasongik


Part-1

Nirbodh swopner nirvejal taronay
Protarito hochhi oprasongik jatonay
Kritodas aaj ami somoy er haat e
Abol tabol swopner mithye fallacy te.

Boiche hawa urche ghuri aaj bipothgami
Jolche somaj jolcho tumi hochho jolanjoli,
Rater aadhare tomar haater adorer bishonnota
Gras korche amay tomar bonyo adim sotta.

Dushahosik ovijan er ovidhan rochito hoy
Nagorik nresongshotay songbhidhan jorjorito tai
Jolbe aagun aaj julum er jore
Prem ta naholeo fame ta amar chai.


Part-2

Prem er kahini lekha hoy na aar
Lal khamer chithi oprasongik lage amar
Nera chhade aaj nogno chander biholota
Basic instinct er bertho distortion aj charache matra.

Chharo prem er kobita, pore vaba jabe niye ta
Dhhongser anthem rochonar somoy eseche aaj
Dekho tomat prem er uraan urche nirjonotay
Kore chharkhar ojachito samajik daybodhota.


Part-3

Jiboddosay tomar choronamrito payna keu
Mrityur por se hoy tomar priyojon
Shrodargho daan koro tumi bitoshrodhho hoye
Kono unmad sontrash er uddam proyas thamate

Chetona aaj tomay khoje
Sohortolir grammo nirjonotay
Bullet proof nirapotta tomar
Antim sojjar dorshonio natokiyotay


Oprasongik sotyera hana dey tomay
Prasongikotar such sachhonder ‘na hanyate’
Kono sorgiyo sukh theke bonchito howar oobosade
Crusade e te crush-e dewar kamona te.


Part-4

Sheola dhore jachhe pachil tay
Sonkirnota barche aaj tai
Tukro tukro megh kuyashar moto
Swopnera veshe beray anginay

Kuyasha aaj dhakche akash
Seet kature joto kombol jorjorito
Near chhade ami rajotyo kori
Rajyopat amar ratarati porityokto

Unmad kono ulongo byakti
sorisrip er nyae chobol mare obiroto
klanto hole ghumiye pore rastay
tar sorgiyo sukh obodharito obanchito.

Kristir ashaye klishe barai
Bitrishna aaj ghoniye ashe
Urche pakhi dekho jibon simay
Oprasongik chetonara aj bedona dey amay.









Saturday, 24 December 2011

Letter from a long lost comrade-2


Bondhutter bivajon ta barche din din
Emotion tank e prohori tai ratri din
Obastob chintar majhe byastota churi krche somoy
Hoeto ideologir naam e utopia sristi hochhe tai.

Gunobanera bolechilo ekotrito biplob ante
Samajik sada kalo bivajon venge dite,
Hoyto amra vangechi chetona r bedonar bonding
Tobuo okkhom aaj tarate camouflaging.

Sohorer batash aaj hoyeche vari
Lungs e carbon dioxide dichhe hatchani,
Diba swopner ghore public aaj mottyo
Biplob er madokota aj churi hochhe onnotro.

Jete pari chole kintu keno jabo?
Chai ei romancer sothik uddeshyo.
Aleyar pechone dhawa kore aaj ami biddhosto
Tai ghore bose note nichhi bikhover pianor.

Friday, 23 December 2011

Letter from a long lost comrade-1


Sohure udashinotay aj hariye jachhe prohoson gulo
Somajtantrik nay bicharer dayitto aj nirbicharer haate,
Nirlovira aaj refugee hoye namche corruptioner kaday
Nei ektu somoy opochoy korar ei "techno" duniyay.


Sobai aaj nijer sathe boro eka
Mostishker graph tao tera baka,
Raat vasche neon alor kheyay
R tumi ami bose achi proloyer opekkhay.


Juger sathe na milley taal dao korotal
Shosta bajarir beka pothey hocchi mataal,
Tumi hoyto bolbe eta capitalist juger upokotha
ami bolbo eta new world theorem er trivia.


Er cheye borong brishtir kotha bola jak..
Ekhono sohorer akashe megh jome jokhon tokhn.
Tai ami aaj cockpit e boshe likhchi gaan korchi uraan er ayojon
Newtonian juger seshe gravitir myth ta venge hochhe khankhan.

Nevermind

When the world is………..
       Overwhelmed by the sorrows of grief!
And the guardian angels of heaven
Are captivated in sex tapes…….
You demand that you love me
You demand to care
The day and night, and the sorrows
You want to share.

They say that love is blind
They say that love can take a life
But you say that your love is infinite..!
How does it feels when your beliefs
Mocks at your own advice?
So when the first ray of sun falls on your chin,
Does it wipe away your previous night’s sin?

I saw the living daylight –
Crying for a shelter at night
I saw the bitterly weeping earth-
Begging for a place in mirth
I saw the pain of a dying lover,
Bullet struck in his heart,
By his beloved’s bloody bouquet of bluff
But never mind the numbness of nemesis
In this world, it can also be bribed by his enemies.

You told that you love me,
You will hold my hand in dark and light.
You told me that you will be there in joy and plight
And will wipe my tears and kiss the smile.
But do you know what you promise
Is worthy than a mere hydrogen bomb,
Which have only got the power to perish.

But what about your agony and thirst,
Is it some critical appreciation of your guts?
And your blurred beautiful lips,
That lost the innocence of your smile
But bagged a nicotine coated tinge.
Never mind with whom you spent the nights
But love and sex are not just two opposite tides.
Kiss and sex, I can give you on rent,
But for love, I won’t give a penny to spend.

When the world is overshadowed
By the dark spot of his holiness,
And violence itself is victimized
By the bandits of broken dreams,
You promised to love me…
You promised to give me the whole world
But sometimes the world is not enough for me.

Nirbashon

Jar theke dukkho dhar kora jeto
Tar aaj tohobil fulfill
Sotti kothar satkahoner majhe
Tumi bikochho ponyer moto free
Dulki chaler dolna kine
Tumi pato bilasher ashon
Oboruddho ei sohorer ruddhoswas
Aaj amar nirbason….

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

WHO AM I


A train of hazy, scattered and impatient visions,
A long lost sound of horseshoes fading away.
Running in my mind the imagery of my epitaph, 
remembrance of the nasty accident that haunts my slumber. 
Adrenalin rushes in my veins in the thoughts of            
lights, sounds and a madding crowd.
My body gets tempted by the unsatisfied lust,
Moments later pulse rate decreases;
Strong scent of marijuana still burning my throat.
No more can I listen to my own heartbeats,
Feels like knocking on the heavens door.
               Who am I??
               I am a rockstar.
A dizzy feeling of self presence, a blast of creations,
no control over mind and soul, walking in cloud nine,
puffs of smokes and darkness around.
A copybook rockstar, From birth till death
our soul mate is addiction.
                Who am I??
                I am a rockstar.



  

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Ami

Ami ek nagorik kobial,
Tai ami jani sohure udashinota
Ami chini rohosyo moy ei rajpoth
Rong chota dupurer bishonnota.
Tumi bolechile pari dite ei sohor chere
Jete pari kintu keno jabo nirrudeshe?

Ami ek nagorik kobiyal,
Tai ami khujina oprasongik chetonar prasongikota
megh dhaka akasher chayay jai dekhi tai likhi.
Somoyer srote vese jete lage valo tai ami ga vasiye di
Sohore jokhon roj sondhya name,
Ushotay veje amar sorir r dristi khoje tomay.

Ami nagorik kobiyal,
tai jibon er sriti niye beche thakte chai na,
Tai rakhi na kono pichutan.
Ami ek nagorik kobiyal,
tai ami baste chai na valo nijeke.