The alphabets with broken-wings are crying on the stairs....
at my touch they shrivel, crumble and shrink.
They slither down and break into fragments.....
at the bottom of the flight lovingly I lift their chin and give a look at their pale faces....
but they wail louder...
Soon they shut my door and slip out from everywhere
twisting and turning and forming the characters of fairy tales
knowing my childhood and breaking stories dear to me..

Their ink dripping on my hands I sit here helpless ....
holding the letters of my mind
a prisoner of my own words.....my own mind

Benaras

Andhokarachacchonno ek golir bhetor pa rekhecho ki? Benaras er sei khudro oli golir modhe anek kahini pabe...surute kono raja, rajrar ba sese kono gorib jatrir kahini...pithosthan e..bohu mormokahini nie chitrolekha porechi....dekhini kono chitro pot....tumi enkecho sei rongeen benaras er arale....kalo choper ek guccho jibon??
...saririk anagonae alokojjhol kichu bunglow...tate nishidin.....chole ek adbhoot banijjo....antor er antorikota shotocchinno kore gore othe ei byapsha....tao jeno ek adbhuut pariparshik ei Hindu pithosthan er....
sundarchondomoye ek cholonto jibon gangar dhare......jibikar sondhane taare kete jawa bohu jibon...amar e moton ek mey, gore othe nari hoe....tarpor se ek maa.........o tader bisleshon heen jibon............parbe ankte sei chitopot...??

O mon...........

O mon...........dhowae dhowae chayae chayae...ki chae..

pae sunnota ei mon...

abantar lekha kata tarer berae jae chitke....

patae patae sajano sobuj eo khoje ei mon.....

udaseenotae bheja ei mon......

kono polker chowae...kono chanoneer arane...ki chae...

pae sunnota ei mon...

sei dolnata fire ase mone gulmohor er daale....

lota patae sajano sotejota khoje ei mon.....

udaseenotae bheja ei mon......

O mon...........dhowae dhowae chayae chayae...ki chae..