Sunday, August 25, 2013

This Is Life


i know dis is life. dis is not the end.
i am growing, learning new things..
learning how cruel the world can be..
i am watching patiently, i am watching things around me..
i am hoping dis bad dreams to end..

each day a new day without happiness.
i am killing inside the soul of me..
yet, i am living..
living for the life which i led..
yes. until the time says, i will..

no matter, how the world is..
i know there is ONE who is watching..
i believe he is testing me..
testing and giving me the toughest phase of me..
dis is how my life is..

fullest but not happiest..
i am waiting.. will be waiting..
for the one who has left me..
i am dying but still living..
for the one who has loved me..

yaa, love is like dis..
no matter what the world says..
i am me, you are in me..
and how the world is completed like this..


Yadoon



gum o ko lapet kar..
zindegi se pehli bar..
apne se pyar karne sikh raha hun..
zindegi yehi kehe rahi hai..

tum jo chodhe mujhe..
maine muskurana chora..
rulaya apne aap ko..
dara hua hu, sehma hua sa hai zindegi..

kabhi tum wapas aake v dekhlo..
apne ko mere jaisa kabhi sochlo..
muskurana v sikha gaye the..
wahi yaadon me tum akele chor gae..

door chahe jitna tum jao mujhse..
paas hi rakhna mujhe..
mana nafrat hai tumhe humse..
fir v pyar jatata rahunga..

tum anjan reheke reh jao umar bhar..
par tumhe hum har pal yaad karenge..
pyaar kia hai baas tumhi se..
ise hum gunah nai mante..


Tuesday, August 20, 2013

kano ?



ki bhacho aka aka boshe??
bhabcho, jibon ta palte geche??
khushi toh tumi thako sharadin..
tomar hashi tei tomar khushi lukia ache..
tobe e ki shai hashi tomar??
mone hoche, mithe mithe hascho..
tumi ki aaj nijeke bhalobascho..

chere diacho jokhon amai..
parchina beche thakte, boli tomaye..
kokhono ki bhebcho boshe akti bar amar kotha..
nodi par hoye somudre jacho..
kintu, tumi jacho kothaye??

ghenna k bhalobeshcho aaj tumi..
bhalobasha k ghenna korocho kano tumi??
shopno dekhechile bole bhenge debe??
joto koshto peyecho, srote boye debe..??

tobe she shopno dekhle kano..
she koshto tumi pele kano..
bolechi tomaye, shara jibon tomaye bhalobashbo..
jeneo tumi hawar moto ure jacho..

paltaini aaj amar jonne kichu..
tomaye pawar jonne cholchi tomar e pichu..
lojja kano korbe tomaye bhalobashte..
bolechi e kotha puro prithibir buke..

jodi amai bhalobesecho..
tobe chole jeo na amai chere..
kandbo ami tokhon e..
jokhon tumi fire ashbe..


Monday, August 19, 2013

Yes.. She was..



like a choclaty cream..
always in my dream..
cuddling me and pampering..
yes.. she was..

mixture of thoughts in my mind..
she was gentle and kind..
love was so dense for us..
yes.. she was..

The care has gone..
love has not shown..
i am crying..
she isn't feeling..

where has she gone?
lost in the wind..
or drowned in the ocean..
she isn't mine..

i will love you always..
like i said..
i will keep my promise..
until you realize..

i will wait for the day..
when you will come back to me..
i will watch you again..
touch your every cell membrane..

baby, you are mine..
shona please don cry..
my rexy is my angel..
I want my Rhituporna again..



Saturday, August 17, 2013

Sritir Ador


Jekhane jibon chere dae asha..
Thakena kono ar bhalobasha..
Bujhini Tomaye aaj monehoy..
Aka aka boshe roi tobu opekhaye..

Kotha diachile tumi aksate hatar..
kintu poth khuje nile tumi akar..
Mrityu k bhalobashi akhon ami..
Karon jibon chere chole gele tumi..

Aaj tumi nai, jani ami..
Tobu asha charina ami..
Firbena kono din e buuke..
Akbar chuye jao amake..

Aaj shob kichui lage ochena..
Shob bujheo ae hridoy kano bojhena..
Fele asha din gulo mone pore jae..
Theke gelo shob kichu sritir patae..

aami bhulbhal pothe..
jabo onek door..
sritir adore er choyae..
tumi eshe pashe na boshle..

kandbo aaj sharadin..
nesha kore jhukbo na nijer kache..
tobu chai na age jete..
jodi na paro tumi amar hath dhorte..

kamon kore bolo bojhae tomae..
khuje pae na kono upae..
bhalobasho abaar amai..
notun kore shajabo tomae..





Friday, August 16, 2013

TIME



Playing with time..
lost in the mine..
got to pick me up..
from the dark coffee cup..

today is tomorrow..
tomorrow is sorrow..
until the time gets swallow..
everything is melow.

I am looking at the watch..
past is no more a match..
cover me with the old blanket..
Why, are you making me feel like a carpet!!

Days are hard..
playing it like a trump card..
i am always loosing..
finding it hard for gripping..

why can't i freeze time..
why can't i go back and make her mine..
without you everything i lack..
i am waiting, please come back..