Thursday, December 29, 2016

Self Image

Lonely days and ugly nights

The fog replace the sight of a beautiful world

Where I used to stay before

Hollow face and starry eyes

The cold surrounds the joy of a warm smile

Where I found myself before

Behold now, let the spirits overflow

From here now, have no place else to go

Be calm now, keep your ridgety fidgety sickly ricketty paralysed self image to yourself

Perceptions[3]


In the white pillow digs

Been down to yours

Spare the moonlit sorrow

While the red lips grow

All the senses cry for

Some meaner tricks

To your sixth sense sorrow

Bury me deep

What you were yesterday

You can't hold them back

While your age crisis sway back and forth

Your misfit jeans that stay in cupboard

Your endless trial for looking for love

And last good try to dream like before

Had finished burning every bit of paper

It had been just a part of misfortune

Burns are a common thingy

মৃত কবির সংগঠন

এবার, রং মাখানো রাস্তা দিয়ে চলা

ক্লান্ত বুকে আলকাতরার ধোঁঁয়া

এবার মিথ্যে তামাশা নিতে চাইল ছুটি

লোক হাসানোর গল্প জানতে চাওয়া 

বিকেল এখন মেজাজ ঘুড়ি অন্য আকাশ খোঁজা

সকাল আমার আগুনের রোশনাই

জোলো হাওয়া ধোঁঁয়ার আগুন ছুঁয়ে যাওয়া যায়

ছুঁওনা আমার ছিন্নমস্তার ছাই

মন ভোলানোর গল্প বুঝে রাস্তা খুঁঁজে পাওয়া

খানাখন্দ রাস্তা চলা দায়

খেয়াল খুশির আলতো তুষির আড়ালে থেকে

হাজার বছর কাটিয়ে দেওয়া যায়

এবার জ্যান্ত ফুলের গন্ধে মাতোয়ারা

কথার বুকে কঠিন কপাল ঠুকি

এখন মুখ গুঁজে থাক চোয়ালের কঠিন

বুকের খাঁঁজে সবুজ ফিতের উঁকি

শুকনো আলাপ নষ্ট গোলাপ শুধু প্রলাপ বকা

অন্য কথার জন্য গড়িমসি

ছায়াছবি মৃত কবি সংবেদনী টান

কবির মুখে কল্লোলিনির হাসি

Unknown

She holds behind herself
The glare that she bore
She tosses away her little self
In the lonesome sea shore

Her eyes had no tear
Her heart had no fear
She walked towards uncertainty
Year after year

The last time she wore a gown
The last day she sang a song
Now she has no words to speak
Wise to face the unknown

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Children

Rudolf was going to do it. Today is the day. The pilot closed the cockpit door, will be gone for a couple. Co pilot Rudolf locked the door from inside. “Flight GW346 en route, 300 nauts, elevation 35 thousand, acknowledge ”, he spoke in his microphone. The other end was sending the reply, when Rudolf pushed the autopilot off and initiated landing manoeuvre. The plane took a jolt and took nose dive, the cloud was clearing away very fast. Captain Wehrman could not go to the men’s room at all. He charged towards the cockpit door. Rudolf must have fallen unconscious, he shouldn’t have left him alone. The door was locked from inside. Captain asked the hostess to give the combination to open the door, which went in vain. The door was securely locked from inside. The whole picture started getting clear. The descent wasn’t any different, with the sunny sky behind, and the dark alps zooming in, little Elvis found it amusing. Wehrman kept on pounding the door, which he believed would open up by some miracle. Rudolf was clear in himself. He was going to take everyone with him, this was something he dreamed of, his eyes weren’t getting any better, the retina was getting weaker everyday. The only option that would be left to him would be to beg, a blind beggar. He had his fate sealed, there was no escape. Since that day he is contemplating his death, how he is going to make it big. He can die in nihilistic paranoia taking everyone with him. This gave him a sense of purpose, all that he will be doing will be a preparation for the eventual. This day has come, he felt like God. He is taking all the God’s children to sleep, keeping aside their pleas and wishes. The descendant of death would not listen to anyone either. Its a part of life. Accept it, Rudolf spoke in himself, as if the pilot can hear him beyond all the screaming and banging. The right wing hit a mountain, and the plane bent sidewards, creating a large cry for life. Wehrman wasn’t losing hope, he tried all his cards, talking into issues, making positive suggestions, asking questions, re-freshing the mindset, none of which worked. It was time, the green mountain were getting dark, the cry of the passengers were getting dampened, that little child was rejoicing the event, maybe he knows he will be going back to where he came from. So did everyone. The impact happened at 450mph in the Alps. There were no survivors among the 150 onboard. Debris that was left for identification was only the flight stabilizers, and a part of the fuselage, burnt beyond recognition.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

lie to me

hold your heart
hide your scars
try not to remember
what is gone
has to go forever

feed yourself

pout your lips
look away from my glimpse
tell a lie
that'll always be sweeter

lie to me, as you always do

I might be hard, not much as you
We'll face the world without a clue
just make the whole story, look good


three little words

I might have asked
fake your smiles with flabbergast
nothing's wrong
being loved like this

have your breakfast

take advice
sink your eyes on your smart device
look little shy
that'll always be safer

tell me lies of fancy sky

We'll have our trip on an airline
go together to a foreign land
just let the whole story, look good.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

The Beatles' guide to love a girl

Hey jude,
Don't you think you are too much wasted to fall in love for another time? Still you are my favorite, so I want you to stop dreaming and start living for this moment. Remember to let the heart beat in its pace, so that you can stay alive. And in order to make it better, play some sad song in your guitar. You don't have to be afraid, but you have to have a clear conscience to look into things that really matter. Don't you know that your shoulder is the place where she will rest her head, so better let all the strength build up inside you. You could stop carrying the world upon your shoulder, and slowly you can find your world in her. Let it in and let it out of you, as if she had been always there for you, you were the fool to act cool and stay away from her. Now that you know you are happy to be with her, and to have her under your skin, your head starts to act indifferent, as a refusal to change. Get over with that, for it is going to be a change for the good. 

Wednesday, September 17, 2014



আজ জাচ্ছিস তুই চলে, bye করবো না আর তোকে
দেখা করবো না তোর সাথে
যদি বিকেলবেলা একলা থাকিস বসে
তোকে থাকতে আর জাগতে আমি বলছি না
আমার স্বপ্ন দেখা একটু বাকি আছে

আর খুঁজব না তোকে এই ব্যকুল দুই চোখে
তুই আড়ালেই থাক নিজের সাথে
আজ খেলব না খেলা ভাঙার খেলা
জানিস না আজ ঝড় উঠেছে
সামনের ওই তেপান্তরের মাঠে ?

আমি ভাবব না আর তোকে তোর লালচে check shirt-
তোকে বলব না আর খোলা চুল রাখতে
আর হাসব না তোর দিকে চেয়ে
জানিস না আজ বৃষ্টি হচ্ছে
ভিনদেশে এই মরুভূমির মাঠে ?

আবার বছর দশেক পর



আজ আবার কিছু মিথ্যে কথা বলার আছে
আর সকাল থেকে সন্ধ্যেবেলা সময় আছে
হোক না জানা সব আলতু ফালতু গল্প
না চাইলেও যা পেয়ে যাওয়া যায় অল্প ।

যদি মেলে আবার বছর খানেক পর
এমন দিন দুপুর আর সন্ধ্যের অবসর
হবে পুরোনো দিনের কিছু অনুস্মরণ
আবার ফিরে পাব সেই মিথ্যে কথার ধরন

চেতন ভগত থেকে রানি পদ্মিনি
বীর ‘খলি’ থেকে মটন বিরিয়ানি
মোহনবাগান - ইস্টবেঙ্গল কার পাল্লা ভারি
এই শোন না, তোর নামটা যেন কি বললি ?

যদি বছর দশেক পর এরম ভাবে
এমন ভাট বকে বেড়াই সহজ ভাবে
তোর ব্যস্ত দিনের ছোট্ট একটা ফাঁকে
তুই চিনতে পারবি তো মানুষটাকে?

Cheap Hangover


i had to do something that i cant remember
everything were in the same place
however i needed a place to fit in
now i remember that it was the same feeling i had
in some distant past
where i remember to be fighting against uncertainty
and there i assumed i had nothing to lose
in some dawn i had my sparkling night
with the cheap liquor hangover
i couldn't sleep, keeping myself quiet
with a rush of blood surging
when your favourite song played in some local station
the music taking all the way back to the start
and the contemplations were all exaggerated
which were meant to be forgotten but don't know why
like the thing that happens when i see you
through eyes or imaginations
i sense that i have pushed myself too hard
and its because why i happen to see you
that i remember the best thing for me is to find my inner self
to be felt connected to the eternity
but i don't remember why i have to think that way
that when i put myself in your place
i find myself nowhere to be mentioned
its true we haven't known each other
we haven't even tried to
its nothing that i want from you, nothing to lose or gain
please don't start with me again
i just wish that the same song plays in your station too
and you feel the same way as i do

Thursday, August 14, 2014

নিতাই-এর নামতা




নিতাই কে কি চেনো কেউ
জান তার জীবনের কি মর্ম
কথা বলতে গিয়ে তার হয় যে কি মুশ্কিল
বুদ্ধির গোড়ায় লাগায় ব্যঞ্জনবর্ণ
এদিকে সন্ধ্যে পড়ার আগেই
নিতাই শুরু করে আপন কর্ম
মুগুর ভাঁজা হয়ে গেল বলে
পেশি তো না, যেন লোহার বর্ম
সন্ধ্যের বাতাস লাগল যেই গায়ে
ক্লান্ত মাথা্র ঘিলু অকর্মন্য ;
সুন্দরীদের ভাব দেখানোই সার
ছেনালি মারার ছোট্ট আতিশয্য
চায়ের দোকানে সাবাড়ে নিতাই
দেশি বিড়ি ও তেলতেলে ভোজ্য
কথার পিঠে রদ্দা মারার ফলে
করতে হয় চাটন সহ্য
তাই ব্যঞ্জনে বন্দি থাকে
উষ্ণ নিতাই ও তার বাচ্য ;
ঘনায় রাত যত ধীরে ধীরে
বাবাজি শুরু করেন তাঁর কার্য
রিক্ত নিতায়ের রোজনামচা
ধোঁয়ায় দেখা স্বপ্নে হয় ধার্য ।

Friday, February 7, 2014

Hope and Horoscope

Just stalking your mind
The darkness inside the domine
And empty spaces between us
Has the hope of divine sunshine
Not changing the fate indeed
I'm not that pristine
Happiness is in store for you
And the satisfaction is mine
Take this as your horoscope
As our fate is sublime.

zombies

somewhat strange as it may seem
no worries behind, no troubles foreseen
I'm gonna stay up all the night
play my song on a six string...alright

trouble keeps on coming to us
hurls at us lifeless carcass
even if we know our inside hurts
we get past through all the circus

whoever leaves us we don't know
whatever makes us craving for a go
whenever they wanted whatever we do
its all the same whack, playin the blue

life is too boring and short for us
we'd be dating zombies for a pass
trade our eyes for warmer hearts
and roll up in our divine grass

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

the blank

in the cold grazing land
the cowboy flicker his wand
for herding the mustang
to return to the blank

pieces of memories remnant
makes way to the distant
i'll take all that I can
on my return to the blank

singing aloud her song
the maid was already gone
listen to the hymn she sang
on the journey to the blank

whiter than the desert sand
a spark of vision that I ever had
cant leave behind my hideous pang
on transit to the blank

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Our day

My dear friend
                        this day is going to come
                        that will be our day at last
                        you need not worry at all
                        the bells will jingle only for us.
My lovely friend
                        we might shiver in the cold of the night
                        but our hearts will burn in desire
                        we won't get lost in the crowd
                        we'll tightly hold each other.
My sweet friend, you know
                        time has never been for us
                        never been in our favour
                        we'll be strong to overcome that
                        and only seek for what we care.
My caring friend
                        we'll trample through the market
                        in the cold christmas night
                        we'll run across the busy traffic
                        in a frenzy of certain kind.
My strong friend
                        we'll run a mile to catch the bus
                        to the place where we belong
                        we'll slow down for a cigarette puff
                        and get drunk all night along
                        you might feel cold, in need of warmth
                        I'll hold you tight, no guilt at all
                        you'll have my trust, I'll have your faith
                        we'll stay like this on christmas night.
My forever friend
                        our time might run fast for us to stay
                        but I promise you it will be our day
                        even when this day won't come at all
                        I'll keep on trying to have it on
                        We'll have this day forever in mind
                        It's memories will make us look behind
                        we're uncertain how time goes with us
                        but I promise this day will be for us.