aj hotash kichu okkhore nie takie dekhi oi akasher paane....
neel ronge kichu bhasa ache ki....
bole dae nirmol ek chonder kobita ja bujheo maante pari na....jibon ki etotae nirmol....jodi bhabi tahole hoeto ba tae.....
fire ese nijer ei andhokar khope...abar prosno kori ei nistobdho ta k......
keno eto shanto, nistobdho ei charipass....??...
uttar nei kothao..
kichu ki nei, naki harie geche..?naki ami ondho..?
k uttar debe...akasher nirmol uttar o to paina ekhane...bondho charipashh..
kash fuler halka dola
neel pakhir daak
anmone gun gun gaan er sur
chena achena gondho .............pabo hoetoba amar prosner uttar..............
I was chained down with intrinsic feeling of a compassionate pain for all my alike. They feel, they cry…they often overdo the crime of love, only to get back some more unexplained pain. Are we not destined to be understood or at the least be cared? Yes I do learn a lot from the past days..and its only about the gloomy dark room, filled with tears and ache deep within. Could you hold me up for the sunshine….for the dream I dreamt with unknown reality. My birth was destined…my fate was destined…then why not my expectations..?…Why were they left voluntary to bleed and bleed in the dark wine color…The color that binds a woman to a man …for an endless journey of pain and disgust…!! Should we still follow this destiny? We take birth from Soil… “tumhi se janmoo to shayad panah mile..!!”
sontrash aj jonmeche bohu juger aborjonae.....
sunno theke mrittika hoe baspe misrito sontrash...
sorbojuger atonko aj jonmeche ei juuge.....
gorje utheche akash batash....RDX er gondhe...
ki holo desher...ki holo jon er....ki holo sei bahu bhason er...? a
j mullo heen sei jon ....je jone goreche....somaj...goreche unnoyonsheel ei bharatborsho...
aj jogan di amra sudhu gormeel e kichu vote, kichu neta....ar beyaani kichu ayeen...
jege achi ki...??
