Rain

I feel rain…

I feel the wind

I feel the water…

Again, I hear that murmur running across these veins,

As your silence deepens

Beyond the music -

Far from the dusty streets of chaotic life,

Crushing in the uncertainly of pain.

I feel like breaking free ---

I feel like holding you.

May be it’s the truth of my imaginative world.

But I feel you.

Wanting to catch up to the moments,

The moments, I was lost in words.

May be,

Touching the path we never stepped on.

Breaking the windows we never opened.

I see those dreams I never dreamt.

Yes,

I feel that rain again…

Prem- Valobasabasi

Alo makha pori, ar mukh jora hasi -

Ajo trum-bus-train e… pasapasi bosi.
Ajo, jol viji sure..
Ajo poth theke pothe gachhe –
Dure ..bohudure
Tin vag jole, sthol hoye theko tumi.
Ami bhindesi, sudhu ei hat chhute asi

Eet kath chun majhe..okulan valobasabasi.

Korikath ghulghuli .. porichito name dakhe.
kichhu ghor, bari hoye nitikotha sekhe.
Hat chhoy hate,
Rat jaga golpora, gan gaye-
Megh kore sathe.
Cholo tumi-ami iswar hoye jai,
Alo haowa rong gulo…bohu byabohare fike
Nil ronga valobasabasi, ajo charidike.

Ek-chala swopno periye, alo makhe dine,
Iti-uti boishaki, sabdhani –
Nam-tam chene.
Sudhu buk venge sukh pakhi porichito hase,
Ajo prem mon diye valo-talo base.

Vorer Swopno

Ek tukro akaser buk theke nama..
Dola pakano roder gochha mukhe chhure ---
sokal amar ghum vangalo..

Protidin e deri kore uthte chai,
Sunechhi vorer swopno naki sotti hoy.
Sokaler tibrota upekkha kore –
Toke dekhte chaoyar apran chesta.
Fike hoye asa..mukh, sorir
Ek frame e kichhu tei na bandhte paoyar jontrona.
Sabolil smritir vire.. khuje paoya kichhu rong pencil.

Toke crayon saje khatar patay joto bar dhorechhi –
Ontoto sei mukh gulo Jodi sposto kore dekhte petam!

Oneke bhalobasbe bole – smritir dorjay fire jay.
Keu ba – protihoto hoy.
Ami ononto ghume beche thakte chai.


Sunechhi vorer swopno naki sotti hoy…
Ami toke swopno dekhte chai.

Amar Bilashita

Amar tothakothito bilishita –
Tor buk chhuye jaoya sporsho gulo r kachhe mlan hoye gachhe.

Jol makha kabbyo kotha r theke biday neoya muhurtora,
Shorirer prochondo tane – ek bogga swopno khuje paye.
Ghum hin balish gulo, rater por rat janan diye jaye..
Aj jonmantorer kahini shonanr din.
Chokh khule dakha tor rup .. tor hater agun,
Kano firiye niye jay sei…Chhute chaoyar muhurto gulote ?

Vasan er nilkontho pakhi..khachar tane bar ar fire ase.
Protidin tai aro ekbar kachhe paoyar sadh.
Protidin notun kore bodhon.
Abar jol chhoaya tor sporshe notun anondo.

Amar tothakothito bilashita –
Amake protidin bishorjoner sujog khuje daye.