Prosuti

                  PROSUTI
 


Ja shurutei ses hoy, tar bistar niye-
Vabnar too afurunto somoy.
Kuashar jotay buke lava jomiye;
kobekar sei  eucalyptus aj oo dariye ache.
shishir jole snan korte giye dekhlum ,
fyakashe sob ango protongo.
Asthir moner canvus ee swopnogulo-
Chandapatan bohubar ghoteche.
Tobuo abar seguloke khuje-
Dik bedik sandhi korechi.
Koborer maje jyanto pokagulo
Anektai bondhutter pothe
Shukiye jawa ghaser dogake
Natun kore vije thote ene
Vese cholechi alor sathe
Chayar sargorajyo

Godhulir bone prothom jyotsna
Muhurte sobar snaner pala shuru
Mahuyay klanto asukhir dol
Nirob bosonto te  Kalboyishakhir rup akay
Bonporira eke eke sob matite lutiye pore
Amar chitkar shunye vese beray
Protidhonir sathe eka eka
Shohore jyotsnar vogno stupe
aadhpora jonaki gulo holo dolchut
Sob piyasir akontho testa metate
Chinhito kolonkinir sugovir gorto
Avagi tej dey songsari tarader
Diye jay; Hoyto ba abar
notun kono Mahanjadoro abiskar hobe
sobai take khable khamche anche
Oye akash theke mone
Birohini bisadmone
ekla jatri trivumone


Sompurnotr ses binduiyote,indriyo
ba tindriyobd ke dhulisyat kore
Jot pakche shobder chromosome
Uthche jonmer byatha
jothorer artonad r chera paloker hahakar
Ek asojyo tibro nishwas ae
sob mukto, shanto, somahito


Vanga hridoyer santonar sur
Bidroher prak vasa
porinotir nobo nobo chetona
sthan pelo adhikarer jore
Stan pelo patay patay; akhorer kalite
Kokhono pelo jutor dhulo ba agrasi chokh
Kadh beye neme asa gham jokhon
komorer khaj atikrom kore
Kokhono Nil noder asha ba
Meruprovar protyasha
Kokhono gondho gondho khobor
Ba nisidho kamor
Bar bar katachera , e jeno ekta asto
ulongo porbot
Savyotar aleyay pure
Nil lal kalite voyal usa


usno hridoye kapa kapa snyur
Shorire ae nistobdhotay
anabrito ami oo amar sohagi chad
Dak nam ba valo name
Benami kobita

kobita

                                KOBITA


Kobitar oo jibon ache
Sei jibon ke jibonto kore rakhar mon oo ache
Buke guti koyek swopno
Man aviban sob ii uki juki mare maje maje
Oor o kosto hoy
Oke jokhon keu kata chera kore
Koto anuvutir chobi ghure beray dor kosakosir jutor tolay
Tokhon chokh diye name asarer ban
mahuyar gondhe nesh hoy
kokhono vatiyalir sure
saotali nache
kokhono ba kono dehati pote
trinoyona hoye dhora pore
oor gondho shorir , nitol sob khaj
chanchala dasyi megher moto abeg
fute othe kotogulo shunyo vaboghure
shobder mayajal ee
Byartho premer sathe khodai hoy
hridoy vejano sob kobita
Dhamanir rokto tokhon kalam dhore
janma theke jehad........ dharsan theke dhangso
Aloadharir ses godhulite
Holud rong makhe khola janlay
Gumot meghe jontrona chepe dana mele
Urte sekhe Kobita .......Kobitay........

Tomar kobitay

                              Tomar Kobitay

Kolomer kaali hok ghoor kalo
Tomar vabnar rokto somudro hok laal
R oye balighosa sada pata hok
Tomar dehati pot
Tumi likhe jabe sukhno tulir tane
amay chobe bole.
Jodio ami thakbo
Tomar vitorer mariyana khade!
Dite parbo kotota janin!
Jotodin kobitara bachbe kobir tane
Achi ...thakbo...
Duyar khola rekho kobitar
Khodai koro
Khoto hole jabo bole..................

Jolchobi

                                  JOLCHOBI

Tor buker nodii
Amar chokher somudre ese meshe .
Tor harano sur
Amar valobasar ronge.

Tui jodi Gangchiil, akasher maya
Ami hotum jyotsnar mach, bristi veja

Tor moner niil chobite ,radhachura gondho
Amar moner Krisna churay ke aabir makhalo?

Tui jodi kobi hotis
Ami tor kobita.
Tui  jodi maji hotis
ami tor boyitha............

Feel The Life

A Mourning Bride

 

Once there was a Princess of Nevertheland
She has  possessed all the diamonds & glory
She  had what she had & those were only her.

Suddenly she grown up, holding the fingers of her  father
Once he announced of her  marriage.
She  was excited & nervous at the same time .
She was awaiting along with the Royal reception to wellcome the Prince .
But she got the news that the berge of destiny is  sunk
She  waited along with her  Bridal gown & the dreams
she kept herself in a room where there were no doors but only a window.
She used to see the outside of the room  in a mirror
where
every knight passed by the window & curious to see
She was all alone in a forsaken dynasty
She is  waiting
Waiting
Waiting all alone
Now She is  no more but her room has got a name
This is the end up story of a Mourning Bride again..................

Bakingham Palace

A Trick .... LIVE or LEAVE ?

 

Yesterday's Story:

"The Prince and Princess of Wales were married on July 29, 1981 as watched by millions around the world. Here they are seen on the balcony of Buckingham Palace on their wedding day.

'Being a princess in twentieth-century Britain has become a very suitable job for a woman' Today Prince Charles and Lady Diana Spencer are married. The day is theirs, and because it is theirs it belongs to the nation too. A princely marriage is the brilliant edition of a universal fact, and, as such, it rivets mankind. When the couple fluff their lines, the universal fact becomes instantly and poignantly human"

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Today's biggest news is 

"Much of the world will grind to a noisy, flag-waving halt today as Britain's Prince William, second-in-line to the throne, marries his college sweetheart Kate Middleton at Westminster Abbey. William announced his engagement to Middleton in November after proposing secretly in a rustic cabin in Kenya. The couple will be married in front of nearly 2,000 guests. Now that's a dream wedding to remember for. What do you think how would you want your dream wedding to be?"

 

If someone is silent that doesn't mean she/he has no words, it means words r tired enough to spread its wings. somewhere it got its nick name "_____".....where Loneliness is not ready for an auction or not to be with a frdly companion ..... its the way towards an ethereal identity .....Its not any monotonous journey rather its a cultivation within the soul.......If someone is silent that doesn't mean he has no words, it means words are powerful enough to converse silently & to spread its wings... somewhere it got its nick name....be silent & feel the real voice ,sitting like a hermit in a dense forest ....Ssshhhhhh!!!!!!!!.... why we should possess others? do we deserve this or that? We should scream to the highest in the midst of a solitary valley  or can quench our thirst by crying sitting beside the bank of a mountain river.   Its not a promiscuous manuscript as someone is made for u as the way you think , or you can get whatever you want.. Its not an utopia to cherish & nurture your ocean of emotions. Emotions loose their motion when it cant get the shadow tree, those wanted to be a creeper. Who cut the creeper from the root? Its not a wonderland & as well as its not a hellish land . Is it a gorgeous monotony where two people r united by an oath & departed by thousands of complications . One fine morning Bakinghum palace  welcomed Princess Diana & today Kate. These pomp & glory, these mysterious ring exchange ceremony, these vow taking auspicious occasions may be remained as the shine of a 'Kahinur' diamond . Life's most unwanted stranger is the NOTE of Departure. Here departure means not the physical distance but the mental distance , where everything is fit & fine, one calls other to bid good morning & good night with a fake kiss just to enliven the old & torn  effaced waves between the two souls. From the childhood a boy dreams for a princess & girl dreams for her Prince. But Destiny never utters "AMEN" .

From the childhood each child dreams for a Royal implementation. Some royal ,chivalrous mysteries.  Sometimes I used to capture my videos & after capturing I talk with those videoes, Sometimes I capture my photo to see me different from this public self  , sometimes I use to stand in front f a mirror to find my split ed selves, Sometimes I sit in the moist bathroom for a  long long hours to see the stains of water on the walls & to hear the noise of each drop of water, Sometime i drag my right leg's slipper & keep the other leg pause to feel that I AM NOT ALONE in this VAST UNIVERSE. I am simple but unwilling to Tame. Someone is walking with me, keeping its hand on my shoulder or touches my lips when I need warmth, it has no GENDER.. its hermaphrodite who can  hold my hand to stop me when i become fanatic, who can love me unconditionally , who can teach me , who can tame me, who can rule my heart .Someone who enormously supports me,   SOMEONE WHO IS DESERVES TO BE MY SOMEONE in my Will & WOE, in My Cold & Cough, In MY Victory or Defeat, in my Sublimity & Craziness , in my  Bed room &  Terrace , In my TRANQUIL EYELASHES ..... 

       

I wanted only a scoop of life but i have lost in in front of my opened eye-lids.... in the midst of long exhale & short inhale.....

                   I don't want a Trick ...i don't want to leave.... I just want to live & let live

 

SAMANTARAL SARALREKHA

SAMANTARAL SARALREKHA


2 to Train pashapashi chole jachilo thik jeno somantaral sorolrekha..
Tokhon oo Canvus ee rong chore ni
Maa er murti te mati otheni;
Benami Platform ee pashapashi-
ekta express r ekta local.
Tobu kokhon je ke kar age ,, kar pithe na kole ke jane?
Somudro monthon kore uthe asha 'Amrit ' pore ache sokal theke
Merudonde jeno lava goriye porche.
SHira Uposhira te Nirobota nrishongso hoye judhhe name
Ke kar bondhu na shotru dekhbe ae bare!

Ajante Premer naam r oo rongin hoye dak naam ba valo naam pay
Hiseber khatay dhora porle Premer chithi khola mathe dishe haray

Valobasa chaya pele dana mele urte shekhe
Valobasa chaya rong hole andho kuyor shunyota ek akash jure

Maje maje mone hoy ..pure gelo ae akash
Athoba,kintu, sob milemishe ekakar..

Esob arthohiin ,vuyo, thik ghun dhora na boja kobitar moto
Kobio arho hiin
Bachte chai, notun notun ronge ..............

Hotey pari

Sokaler prothom surjyo hote pari,,,, Nil kalite naam pele;

Dupurer norom noksikatha hote pari,,,du chokher modhyomoni hole.

Alto Bikelr alse cha hote pari,,,, teto jol- dhowya cherere dile;

Ratrir bichanay Norom ador hote pari,,,, buker maje singhason pele.

Oye nil Shirt er button hotei pari--- valobasa rongin dana pele;
Emon rongin basa kothay mele, aj harate nei mana ae mone....................

A Blue PENDANT

A Blue PENDANT 

Nothing is there to remove Aleya’s transparent lenses

Everything  is fine as She walks away .

The eyes were gazing & gazing

From the window pane, To the top of the hill, by the river,

 to

The unlimited sky..
The whimsical sparrow.. the frustrated pigeon

 Which was in search of its beloved..
Everything was looking pale..

Uffff!!

Aleya’s hand was burnt!
bcz f the  upraising. flame.

And  she also forgot to give salt & sugar to the recipe
She just gazed on & on ............

The lustrous eyes can’t see the refection

This mirror is also a betrayer

The bathroom is like a nightmare

“Twinkle Twinkle little star”
Every nook & corner became a negative chamber

The lips are zipped ..
no motion.. no words

.. lack of warmth

Hold me

Hold me

Hold on..
Yes!

I m  Aleya.

Not a rejected one

But madly in love

With Someone. very special

Stuck by the Time’s bite

I don’t want to be alone

Hide me in your arm not to look behind………………..

BLUETOOTH

                                      BLUETOOTH

NIIL dat ene dey koto valobasar ringtone

Niildat nil hole bis ane gopon mon.

Ratri belar nil rong hariye jay vorbelay,

Sokaler niil thote chokhe sudhu chokher neshay..