1 Me and Myself in Session of Soul Searching One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche The meeting was setAnd I let her in today,My soul café opening its door,To smell the August breezeand the latte. The table beside the windowtopped with […]
3 এক সুন্দর স্বপ্নর হদিশ দিনের চাদর মুড়ি দিয়ে রাত এলোধানের শীষে দোলে হাওয়ার আদর—না, কনো চিত্রকরের তুলির টান নয়তবে কিছু কথা বলে রাত— দূর আকাশ তারাদের মিলন ভেলাআমি ছাতনা তলার একমাত্র বাসিন্দামানুষের পৃথিবী থেকে বিচ্ছিন্ন, একা…চাঁদের নদী আর ঝিরিঝিরি হাওয়াটুকরো করা আকাশগুঁড়ি আমার আহত নিঃশ্বাস জুড়ে,কানে নিঃশব্দ সুর, মাটির গুনগুন,মনে উত্তাল মায়াসমুদ্র— আমার শক্ত মুঠোয় […]
10 Because it’s Never Late…… “The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.”― Albert Einstein How easy it is toFind base in shallow waters,Transparency circumference-ingAround the ankle,Feet touching pebbles strewn around,Sometimes pushed to the deepTo make space,For shallow to remain. Feet dare not […]
2 Leave me and I will not mourn I will belong to the azure If you ever leave meI will not mourn. I will know I belong to the azure.Walking the solitary path I will blendthe serene. Ambling along the road,I will greet the fenced blooms,Together we will laugh at the Jumping bunny, grazing on the […]
The sundial pours sand. Time.Tickling down through the ridgeTo reach the big round bulb. Like we wriggle through the rigors of pain,To reach the world of sun.The shine. The brilliance. If sun had a regulator knob,We could light it up in untimelymoments,But it is in nature to dim its shine For moon to dance, stars to sing, […]
That well lit Sky Bulb Of how sun makes her part of a glory. “I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of […]
The sail of silly wind ceased.Navy cloak-cover damps the sky.Sky palming the wet moon.Dripping. Slimy. Mouldy.Night sleeps under the blanket of rain.Turned frost.Wind, wondering how to cross the Cosmic sea, ether growing conocybes.The fungal moon. But onceThe wind treaded blithe,Roaming the permeating mystic,Fluttered the pristine, white sail,The ship sailed, when the luna silvered the river,Settled in […]
The rising sun keeps a triangle of shineOn my orthopaedic pillow,Shaping the window which allows its entry.Thinks it keeps my bones warm. I allow. Last night it was the moon who passed a joke Through her shining beams, in her ravenous tendernessExpecting the world to come around. It came. My dreams are slim, on a diet,So […]
Snow white doesn’t travel the distance—It falls to its own weight,Only a thin layer of air circulates,And connects us. So we think. Air now teratogenic, heavyAs you grow inside me Ready to move,Still to be born,The womb cradles you,The way nature cuddles a storm, Thoughts pigmented are put in kiln,Wishing they bake into dreams,Crack open into […]
Words lost in the crevices of the sky Will one day fall as rain,Drenching the damp earth Where Lullabys are unwritten stories hemmed to a setting sky, They never burst in the seams,Slide ’n tinngggs like a few screwsMoving in an empty box,They share the sun, cut it into piecesPut it on a plate, faux painted with the Moon […]
