Ami SHOTONTRO

ami shotontro....

chitrokor er priyo rong ami....

kokhono ba nortokir ucchaser mudra...

kobir bohu bebhorito pongti ami....

gayok er alaper prothom suur....

sobar theke shotontro ami....

anondotsobe laal....sokahote gerua boshon..

eka ek nisshase hese uthi bhoyarto sopner kole...

bhoe dekhabe kaake.....je sob nisshes er tole??

anonde smito hese ami onno pane dekhi....

sohosro manuser bhire ami sthir..

sohosro kolotaane ami nischuup....

ek sohuure proticchobi te ami...bohutol k dekhi baksho tate manob namok praani boddho..

ek grameen deshe....sobuj pukure ami dekhi ek ononno rajjo

sobar theke shotontro ami....tulona korona amae...

ami unmaad hoe bristite bhiji...unmotto haha kaare

ami rokto mekhe ullash kori....nijer e khoto sthaane...

Stoned Wings

The pain returns every night, I sleep with a quest to forget the killing sparks.. shooting the strength, making me weaker with every tear drop...Yes I want to depart from the moving world...where every motion is to hurt and destroy...the sharp, cutting pain comes with memories that cannot be cut away from the trail.....starts from my inception till my desertion...they stay like my stoned wings.....yess....i could not separate them from my being, they keep reminding me of the days that has the picture of a burning fire, no fluid to stop the blaze.....Today I long to live with the static...the unframed eternity.....endless.....untouched and unnerved...