Buddha

Birth

Mother saw those clouds
Was a dream, was a dream
Mother saw those clouds
Was a dream

Mother saw the sun
She awoke, she had to
The stage was set
It had rained
The world was new

Love was born in full-moon
And Life sprang up soon
In the gardens, in the hallways
The song now, the song, always…..

And seven steps were taken
in the night
And seven colours merged
to become white

The moonlight!

The home. The waters

Silver. Ohm. Lotus.



Death

Hold the torch, hold it strong,
Let it burn and sing the song;
Dust and Gold, all the same,
Touch the lamp, light the flame;
Nothing’s right and nothing’s wrong
in a world you don’t belong!

The body was old;
Inside, no trace of time
The moon gets cold
When words lose the rhyme

Yet another full-moon night
And the angels came down with the rain….

The leaves had to sing
They forgot
The flowers had to bloom
They forgot
The mother had to cry
She forgot…

The earth was silent
The world was burning…..



In Between

In between, the river flowed,
the river flows…..

And we were singing,
And we are singing…..

A Few Questions

Some people turn into stone,
Others turn into gold
Does that make any difference,
Save when they are sold?

Some birds die in silence
Some while they sing
Does that matter anyway
To bells that never ring?

Some are born to rule
And others to be ruled
Does that change the lives
Of those born to be fooled?

Some portraits talk of life
Others talk of death
But do they carry the scent
Of the painter’s breath?

Some rivers meet the sea
Some dry up midway
Does that change the course,
Of words that we say?

We think of those who win
We think of those who lose
But do we ever really think
Of those who refuse to choose?

Sleep

This is my Bethlehem
This is my lay
This is my first shame
I’m here to stay

Let us love one another
Let us die of thirst
Rest assured sweetest Mother
I’ll come out first

A part of me is flesh and bone
A part of me is clay
A part of me is dead and gone
A part was born today

All day long it shall rain
Clouds fill up the skies
But the sun shall rise again
Right from your eyes


Curtains to be ripped apart
And mirrors I must shatter
This is where it all must start
But does it really matter?

Outcome: A Warning

Everything sinks, everything….
Even mosses on sandstones
So pack your bags
Before it’s too late

But the guards are awake
And so is the snake
So beware
Don’t burn the pictures

Take your eyes off the blood
Take the blood off your eyes
Just snuff out the candle-flame
And fly away


Everything sinks, everything….

Ekti Mohajuddher Itikotha

Ekoda Kolikata shahorey jalohostira akromon korilo
Du’chariti arbid piece bYatirekey baki shakolei morilo
Ami kopal jorey bNanchiya gelam, tomrao bNachiley bodh hoy
Kintu jahara morilo tahader shokey osru kYamoney rodh hoy?
Aboruddho dokan paat, poth ghat, hashpatal, bidyaloy, bimanbandor
Jahara jibbito, jalohostir proharey hay tahadero aaj bedom bhagondor



Jahara bishorjoner din protima shomipey ki oporup disco nachito
Jahader dordando-protapey vote er shomoy e shahorkhani bNachito
Jey shakol bYartho premik rochito kabyo surreal
Aaro chhilo jato mawalibrindo ebong onyanyo ghorial
Aaj, ei diney, tahara keho nai, keho nai, hay!
Dorodoru osru jhhorey, bokkho phatiya jaye

Chhilo jato bike-arohigon, pithhe lYaptaiya mogoj-bihiin naarii
Taharao nai aaj, shunyo poth, Haora hoitey Tollygunj PhNari
JNahara kochuri khaitey khaitey Ganoshokti poriya ukto potrikatei hasto muchhiten
Paarar chayer dokaney desher bhobitabyo niye alochonarato jey shakol senior citizen
Jetha chhilo jato kattik-chandor, jetha chhilo jato ata
Shakoler naamey hay bhoriyachhey Chitrogupter khata…..


Jey shakol babugon office ey boshiya Anondobajar shahojogey chibaiten paan
Choliya giyachhen tNaharao, rakhiya office-deoaley tNahader rongeen daan
Chhilo jethaye jatoh gNejel bitkYaora, jatoh rokbaaj ebong rockstar
Jalohostir akromoney shakolei moriyachhey, phataiya nijo-nijo gNar
Jeyshakol hopeless despo-gon Doler din iti-uti chalaito haat
Aaj taharao keho nai, shodhu eka ami koritechhi osrupaat


Nahi, nahi, keho nahi aaj, shunyo griho, shunyo shahor
Dondayoman toruraji aar mouno bYathaye gonichhey prohor
Chuklibaji koriya morilam amra, hridoy bNidhichhey shotek shul
Jalohostigon chhilo oikyobaddho, uhader chhilo na CPM Trinamool
Tahara korey nai cheating bindumatro, dYakhey nai kono chotha
Oishob koriyao harilam amra, bolo, hYano dukkho ami rakhibo kotha?

Ekta Gaanolar Mrityu - Shei Gaanolar Gaan Abolomboney

O gaanola, aar ektao gaan geo na/
Tomar aar kothao jaoar nei,/
kichchhu bolar nei/
CheleybYalar shei,/
chheleybYalar shei /
Odbhut bhalolaaga lokta/
Choley gYachhey gaan hariye/
Shorey gYachhey onek durey//

Ei palatno shomoye,/
Ei paltano shomye shey
Phirbey na konodin, jani tai/
O gaanola, aar ektao gaan geo na/
Tomar aar kothao jaoar nei,/
kichchhu bolar nei//

Koishor shesh haoar sheishob shwopner din/
Choley gYachhey mithye hoye/
Choley gYachhey mukh phiriye/
Ei phatkabajir deshey,/
ei phatkabajir deshey/
Tumio toh bujhhi aar bNechey nei //

O gaanola…..

Kalboishakhii

Ekhaney shomudro bheeshon gobheer
Bheeshon shanto….

Aar ami ekhono majhhey-shajhhey raat jagi

Kintu tumi ki amar kotha shuntey pachchho?

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Dhheuer mathaye Raj-prashad!,
Jwalo, aloukik, jwalo

Kothao gobhher kanna, bheeshon
Shanto holey khYalo

Likhbo, shomuddurer rojnaamcha

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Aar teshta peley chNader kachhey jao
Jochhna debey, aaNjla bhorey khao

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Ekta pakhir danaye ekbaar agun lege gechhilo
Shobai obak hoye bhabchhilo: “pakhita ekhono urchhey ki korey?”

Pakhi kintu sheyshob kotha bhabeyni,
Shudhu bolechhilo: “Teshta pachchhey”

Pakhita ghurtey ghurtey kothaye toliye gYalo

Keu bujhhtey parey ni,
Keu bujhhtey chaye ni

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Onek raat obdhi gaan shunechhi
Kono dabidaoa nei,

Eitukui ja, eitukui jotheshto…

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Shahortolir epar opar taholdaari khub
Raat pohalo sharod pratey, ebar debo dub

Shahortolir epar opar klanto neon rekha
Raasta shudhu dNariye thakey, sheo toh bheeshon eka!

Shahortolir epar opar hothhat sroter taan
Gachhgulo shob shwapno debey, shunchhi oder gaan

Shahortolir epar opar ekla obhimaan
Dokhney-haoar dukkho holei teebro maatir ghran

Shahortolir epar opar rupkothader desh
Gaan toh kobei hariye gYachhey, dhheu o bodh hoy shesh…..

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Chilekothhader obhimaan kortey nei
Karon taholey chilekothhar ghorey jaara obhimaan korey,
Taara kothaye jabey?

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Halogen aloye jaara uddam nachchhey,
Taader chhaya porchhey na kYano?

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Beguni, neel, akashi, shobuj, holud, komola, laal –
Onekgulo rong achhey

Kintu ami toh rong-pencil bikri kori na
Ami alo bikri kori

Kinbey?

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“Bheeshon” shabdo ta amar bheeshon priyo
Tai majhhey majhheyi bYabohar kori
Kichhu mone koro na,
Kichhu mone korley bhab dYakhabo jey kichhui eshey gYalo na,

Kintu bheeshon dukkho pabo

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Ebar tomar naach dekhbo joltarongo jaltarongo
Ebar tomar nach dekhbo akash jurey
Tumio bujhhi ekla thako amar matoi shwapnobhango
Ebar tomar nach dekhbo raat-dupurey

Hothhat hothhat tumio bujhhi agun hoye othho?
Tumio bujhhi jhhorer haoaye palla diye chhoto?
Ebar tomar nachh dekhbo agun-pakhi-shikha
Tomar naamei shabdo-gulo dhheuer mathaye lekha!

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Anonde prochur munafa achhey
Dukkho shudhui lokshan
Anondo khub doyalu lok
Dukkho hoyto nishthhur

Tobu majhhey majhhey dukkho o
Chorasrot hoye ashey
Aar hisheb-nikesh guliye jaye

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Amra onekei onek kichhu bhalobashi
Aar bhalobashtey na parley,
Keu regey jai, keu dukkho pai, karur ba obhimaan hoy
Tumi kon doley achho bhebey nao,
Ami doladoli pachhondo kori na

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Ekhono bhalobashtey pari ni,
Tobey konodin o jodi na pari,
Taholey shob kichhutey aagun lagiye debo

Eta nichhok kobitwo korey bolchhi na,
Eta amar humki.

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Orpheus, tomar naamey ekta smritistambho toiri hobey,
Kintu taatey Euridice er naam thakbey na

Etai tomar pichhon phirey takanor shasti

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Okhaney mohabhoj, utshob
Aguner charidikey onekey nachchhey,
Onek alo, onek rong, akashey fuljhhuri….

Tobey jaara oi utshobey jog diyechhey
taara manush noy,
Otimanobik

Karon ora herey jaoa lokjon

Herey gelei utshob kortey hoy,
Naholey haarlam kYano?

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Gutiguti shobai bari choley gYalo
Shudhu ekta chhotto meye jaye ni
Eka eka kNadchhey

KYano kNadchhhey jani na,
Jiggesh korar shomoy pai ni,
Karon amaro bari pherar tara chhilo

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Ekhaney hoyto bhroshto ongikaar
Hariye geley kei ba shongi kaar?
Ekhaney bujhhiba bYartho phooler maala
Ebarey tomar ekla thakar paala

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Notun kotha boley kichhu hoy na
Purono kothakei notun korey shajatey hoy
Jaara notun kotha bolar dabi korey
Taara bhando, mityabadii
Karon tumi jYamon eka eka raat jagchho,
tYamon onekei jegechhey, jaagchhey
tumi jYamon maala gNathchho, opekkha korchho,
tYamon onekei maala gNethechhey, gNathchhey,
opekkha korechhey, korchhey…….

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Shomudro, tumi kothaye thako?
Ami tomake khNujchhi
Amar tomake bheeshon dorkaar.

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Kobitar mritodehotey ora phool-maala-chandon ey shajiye
Chitaye chapiyechhilo
Ami giye aagun ta laagiye elam,

Taarpor, amra aar ora, dui-dol
Obak bishmoye dekhlam,
Aguner mathey ramdhonur shaat ta alo naachchhey –
Shoptashworoth!

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Amar khub teshta peyechhey

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On Why I'm Writing Obnoxious Poetry These Days

I’m tired of all the sad and depressing verse
It’s true that I’ve got many a wounds to nurse
But picking at them will only make them worse
And hence I’m writing all these happy words
I haven’t got the backbone to play a flute on
Thus, these joker’s robes I’ve decided to don
Happiness does not live forever, with time it’s bound to go
I’ll go back to my old self soon, howling at the starry dynamo
I’ve decided to have fun with my words till then
Words, which, like other words, will go all in vain
I’ll write poems so bad that they’re really bound to be good
But tell me if you don’t like them, you’re welcome to be rude
I know that it’s a façade, but please don’t tear it down
Let me remain the way I am, the same old insane clown

An Ode to Tears

Tears are really good, they wash the lachrymose
Go on, ask some Doc, and tell me what he knows

Besides, tears can solve multiple issues
And put a smile on those who sell tissues
But it’s a potent weapon, and hence don’t waste it by misuse
Don’t shed them in vain when there’s someone else to accuse
Don’t cry for reasons which are way too vague and abstruse
And if someone wrongs you, then to cry you must refuse

So cry on, silver girl, cry on by
Let your tears out, don’t just sigh
And while doing so
Forget not to blow
Your nose loud and strong
For a nose blown thus
Can soothe all of us,
Can right what is wrong

Though it’s rather preferable to cry silently
You might as well choose to do so violently
Don’t care about manners; you’ve got nothing to fear
When heart like thunder hammers, make way for the tear

Tear! Tear! The ruler of the entire humanity
Dear O’Dear! It can lead to absolute insanity!
Wherever you stay, far or near
Bow to the tear, respect the tear

It can stop wars; it can lead to many more
Like a robin it can sing, like a lion it can roar
It opens and shuts a thousand cases
And on snot-rugs it leaves its traces

It can shoot like a sniper
It can bite like a viper
It’s our only Pied Piper
We all dance to its tune
And no one is immune
From this epidemic, this infection
All of us – the entire cross-section!

Eternal teardrops on eternal cheeks
Talkin’ in a voice that no one speaks
But the tissue-seller doesn’t mind at all
The world’s a’cryin’, him having a ball

Gallons and pints of tear flows
The river of tear – it never slows
Springing down the lachrymose
Look at her – there she goes!

It is present everywhere –
All encompassing, ubiquitous
Dear tear, hear my prayer,
And never leave – you be with us


Well, it’s time for those teary goodbyes
But before I go, here’s some sound advice:
It’s really important, and so
listen to this before you go:


Whatever be your weight
And whatever be your fate,
Whomever may you mate
And whomever may you hate,
Just don’t think twice before opening the watergate

The Hitman Hits Back

Those demented souls
Of my cemented soles
Dissented on the whole
On continuing this any further


So screech and scream
And teach me to dream
Of peach and cream
And things shall fall in order.


Epilogue: Another one fights the lust

Bewilderments Reloaded!

I don’t get it why I am a subject of feminine despise
I don’t get it why my friends never give genuine advice
I don’t get the point of “vowels” rhyming with “bowels”
I don’t get it why they punish you when you’re caught in a hotel stealing towels
I don’t get it why the previous rhyme seemed so tough
I don’t get it why my poetry(!) never seems good enough
I don’t get it why Israel and Palestine bomb each other down
I don’t get it why I feel uncomfortable finding the right pronoun
I don’t get it how I used to get highest in grammar though the classes were such a bore
I don’t get it what joy you people find when my pleasantries you choose to ignore
I don’t get it why poets find the rain so romantic
I don’t get it why I don’t get the meaning of semantic
I don’t get it how can the world possibly be round when it seems so very flat
I don’t get it why sports commentators waste their time blabbering this and that
I don’t get it why I conflict with my parents all the time
I don’t get it why must I write something to make this sentence rhyme
I don’t get it why God bestowed me with such a funny looking face
And I don’t get it why you’re reading this nonsense in the first place

Well, after all these if you still think that my sanity is intact
I swear I’ll fall in love with you, and that’s an authentic fact

Take That, You Scumbags!

I hate those guidelines
That push me to the sidelines
I love the Left, I hate the Right
And I love the way the Irish say “shite”
I hate slimy-slithery-scheming cockroaches
I love sunny-side-up glorious egg-poaches
And two more lines before I leave
A sigh of relief, I know, you’ll heave
It’s just that I adore myself, and that I despise all of you
Honestly, friends, tell me if I am saying something new

Tell me that you're freaked-out enough; if not, more shall follow!

Well, as you know friends, my habits are nasty
When I see a rabbit I think: “Rabbits are tasty”
Besides, I am a sadist, and I dig on sarcasm
I might not visit you when you get a back spasm
I love to make those hideous sounds when I sneeze
And if someone clicks my photo I refuse to say cheese
And I love to sing lovely songs – loud and out of tune
And to all the insults hurled at me I’m totally immune
When I see a pretty child I can't help but think of his alluring mom
I love Harry S. Truman dearly for dropping that magnificent Bomb
All those crimes against humanity seem so very nice
They enthuse me like nothing, to life they add spice
And I’m trying to make this poem(!) as pathetic as I can
On reading this you’ll waste your time – and such is my plan
God has a moron-filter, but somehow I managed to get through
And now I’m on a mission – well, I’ve got so much to do!
The basic action plan of mine is to irritate you like hell
Now isn’t that something, buddies? Isn’t that really swell?

This Much

Well, it takes nothing, just peep inside
And stare at her, and she’ll never hide
Think of the gallery where her photos were hung
And hum those little tunes never meant to be sung

Well, it takes nothing, just a crazy smile
And a belief that she’ll wait for a while
To think that her eyes were not that splendid
And to think that thinking hurts a lot indeed

Well, it takes nothing, and no questions to ask
No curtains to tear down, no faces to unmask
To stop worrying about the right and the wrong
And to lie down where the breeze blows strong


A new song, a new truth and a new dawn
And a new and nice warm rug to lie upon
A pint of whisky! And a new tune taking shape
It’s the beginning, you know, it’s not an escape


Well, that’s all it takes to feed the dreams
And all that remains is just a fading glimpse
Of eyes that smiled and of stars that shone –
Just make-believe that you’re not all alone!

Ahoy!

Aloukik Nodii

Aloukik nodii, joley taar
shunyo nirobhodhi

Dhheu jYano bhangoner dyut
Bhangon – sheyo bhari odbhut

Srot, shey toh shunyo noy,
Poripurnota paabey boley
Bhikkhuk
Cheye thaki, gachh hoye, unmukh….

Bujhhi poth bhul hobey?
Bohiyona tobey
Shuniyona kalorol aar
Dakiyona srotopothey baaronbaar
Dakiyona amarey aar, dakiyona aar….

Aloukik nodii, chokhh taar neel,
Sthitishil,
Bhitorey bheeshon bhoy
Shikorey maaron kshoy
Nodii, cheye dYakha
Nodii, bhuley thaka….


Gachh, mounobrotii, prokhor
Phatoley Phatoley shikor
Noditey mrityu-ghran
Jol….jiibon….pran

Prohor bohiya gYachhey, prohor gonibaar
prohor otikranto, chhinno monihaar
Bajro-dagdho shiirey
Bhengey chola, dhirey dhirey

Shomadhi, shanto, sthir
Tyakto bhagno neer
Obhishaar, ingiit, shunibirey
Monihaar, shongeet – baajo dhirey….

Ja chhilo gopon – shob dhheu hoye gYachhey
Jey chhilo apon aaj – sheyo nei kachhey

Teebro batash- bYatha
Boley ni sheyshob kotha?
Boley ni klanto patho-jatri
Jagiya bhranto shato ratri?

Boley ni bhashan gaan
Gachher o royechhey praan?

Bojhhoni gopon srotomukh,
Dukhojaganiya kato shukh?

Bojhhoni ishara, bhroshto?
Bojhhoni na bojhha kashto?


Bujhhibena bujhhi, konodin…
Boye chola, ekaki, sheemahiin…

Bolibena bujhhiba, konodin aar
Phuriye jaoar bodh – ogaadh, opaar…

Jeno, hariye jaoar krodh – royechhey, shobaar…..

A Battle-Hymn For My Comrades

By the cannon’s blazing flashes
The blood of the martyr washes
The fields of glory and joy
In the name of dream and faith
With Comrades to fight with
We hail victory, ahoy!

Charging through the mist
With our clenched fists
We shall make the sun rise
We shall stand, we shall fight
Our armours shining bright
The storm carrying our cries!

The old world to be killed
In the drenched battlefield
Soaked in blood and sweat
And freedom shall come
Beating her thunder-drum
Tears of joy to make her wet….

Comrades! The time has come now!
Touch your swords, and take a vow
To keep on fighting, and never to yield
Till the Red Flag flutters proud and free
Till the Red Star shines in all her glory
And the wounded world shall be healed….

Du'ekta Jinish Bujhhiye Bola

Abar e-o boltey paro jey shobkichhu ujhyo
rekhechho, karotoley
asha, chahida,
prapti,
Purnota
peyechho shikor-muuley….


Athoba hoyto dui second er bhranti-bilash


Takhon ami bolbo, jey
Amar kono pichhutan nei aar,
shob dena chukiye diyechhi,
shob paona ushul korey niyechhi,
shob shotyi mithye kore diyechhi


Orthat nirobichchhinno andhokaar i
ekhon amader ekanto kamyo

Oshukh

Eka jakhon, tumio megh
Aaro eka shondhyebYala,

Bhebey dekhlam, keui bhalo nei

Barong palla diye jhhorbrishti megh srishti
Shukh dhwongsher katorota,

Ta onekta bishwashjogyo,
Onekta manusher matoi….

The Vanguard

I count heads
Severed heads by the sewer
And every passing day, their number rises,

Ranks, legions - those who have
trotted past, without worrying,
fearing none save themselves….

I’m not one of them,
But I count their heads when those are severed
and thrown down the gutters.

Someday, the darkness will break away from
its prison of those moon-lit simmering
bubbles of the
sewer tanks, drains and gutter pipes,
and make it’s way unto the world
Someday it will claim its empire.

When it happens,
I’ll rise up and I’ll ride to the clouds

Till then,
I shall have no name, no home and no throne

I’m just a head-counter, sitting by the rotting
corpses of the cesspit.

Yavalaylay

Tomorrow's a li'l trip
Melon an' lemon an' hop and hip
You for all an' all for you
Grrr an' Moo an' Woof and Mew!

Tomorrow’s the morn to be
Like today is to crawl
And then it’s you or maybe me
And then the mighty all

Tomorrow’s a’ gravy red
Like a basket full o’ eggs
Yesterday is today dead
Me adored me lassie’s legs

Tomorrow the sun and myrrh
Myth and hypnos o’layla
Today pains ah today arrgh
Samson’s hair with Delilah

Tomorrow I’ll be back I guess
Or maybe it’s jus’ another lie
Hoo! I can’t lie starin’ at your face
So I looks apart and says: “goodbye”

Cinema aar Kobita: Dziga Vertov er Man With A Movie Camera r Prothom pNochish minute

Barof dhhaka mannequin,
chokheo barof taar
Barir upor megh-brishti
Shondhye nei amar

Rastaghatey manush jon
Keyboard kimba telephone
Headlight ei churno holo
Purno shudhi-jon
Barof dhhaka dokanpaat
Kimba dharo chNader haat
Honye hoye, hotye diye
Royechhi balai shaat

Barof dhhaka mannequin,
chokheo barof taar
Barir upor megh-brishti
Shondhye nei amar


Jantrodanob mantro-manob
Jantro tantro shaar
Barir upor megh-brishti
Shondhye nei amar

Pratyohik, shaptahik
Jhhik-jhhik-jhhik ku-jhhik-jhhik
Putul shari shari
Akash jora megher ghota
Mathaye jota, botam kota
Elaye achhey narii
Haraye gYachhey bari
Kato koitey pari, o bhai
Kato shoitey pari?

Payera ora rail-er chor
Shukh rekhechhi buker ’por
Kehoba apon, kehoba por
Kanthho-jurey desh
Mukh dubey jaye gobhiir nodii
Amio hothaye jetem jodi
Chahinu nirnimesh

Amar kanthho jurey slesh
Tomar kanthho jurey desh….

Atmohotya bhishon bhoy
Srishti sthiti ebong loy
Nardoma aar pNak
Ekhon noy, ekhane noy,
Kakhon jYano spashto hoy
Hashuli doyer bNak

Shobai shukhey thak
Hisheb chukey jaak


Lens e dharo tramer line
Macbeth aar tintey dain
Michhiley chaichho ekushey ain
Etao ekta dosh
Kimba akrosh
Kimba buno-mosh


Chokh chhara aar kichhui noy
Ashbey ashhuk moha-proloy
Pushpokanoney morut boy
Karon-okaroney mithya hoy
BNadhlo basha maaron-kshoy

Aar kono bhoy nei
Dhoriye diyechhhi khei


Ebar jaagchhey shahor
Ebar gunchhi prohor
Chimney-dhNoya-kalo
Thakuk shobai bhalo


Ebarey hoyto notun srot shuru hobey
Notun dhheu ashbey,
Notun jowar bhashbey….
Bhorer gaanta ekhanei thamuk tobey

Laal Ghuri Neel Ghuri

Laal ghuri Neel ghuri edikey sheydikey
Laal ghuri jaabey tumi chaibey jeydikey
Neel ghuri beyadob shunbena kotha
Akashey gNotta khabey debey mone bYatha
Laal-ghuri hashi mukh Neel ghuri gomra
Ghurir shutaye dYakho nachhey mon-bhomra


Laal ghuri roddur jhholmoley hashi
Neel ghuri methhoshur rakhaliya bNashi
Laal ghuri gola chherey gaan gaye khub
Neel ghuri shurjyer shathey dYay duub
Laal ghuri regey geley bhaoyonok hoy
Hothhat khepiye diley bakideri bhoy


Neel ghuri obhimaan akasher megh
Laal ghuri Old Monk aaro tin peg
Neel ghuri chaye shudhu urey jetey eka
Bhabey bujhhi megheder shathey hobey dYakha
Laal ghuri bhalobashey shuto aar manja
Chharbey na pichhutaan hok jhhor-jhhonjhha


Bhabley obak hobey ora dui bondhu
Pashapashi urey choley bhabo-nodii-shindhu
Taarader shathe ora lukochuri khYale
Ramdhonu eley ora shukhey pakha mYale
Oder matiye toley paaglatey haoa
Haoar pithhetey chepey digbaji khaoa


Ekshathey bNak nYay akasher koley
Pakhider pakhnaye alpona doley
Aye aye aye boley daak dYay chNad
Bhishon jowar hoye bhengey debey bNadh
Akashey noksha dekhey praney jagey furti
Aha ki ba aporup monohoro-murti!


Laal boley, “Chol mora urey jai ojanar deshey
“Desh ghurey phirey ashi chilchhadey sheshey”

Neel boley, “Orey Laal, tui baro hNada
Amader manja toh lataiyei bNadha”

Laal boley, “Bhoy hoy hariye jabo”

Neel boley “Haranidhi kuriye pabo”


Ekdin hoytoba shuto jaabey chhNirey
Jhhikimiki jwolbey na Manik aar Hirey
Sheydin ashbey jobey ashuk nahoy
Nouko bhashbey jobey bhashuk nahoy
Kobey ki hobey ta bhebey din toh choley na
Ekdin nibhbey boley deep ki jwoley na?


Jiiboner thorey thorey etota anondo
Thakto jodi rey bhai, hoto ki ta mondo?
Achhey achhey shob achhey ekhanei achhey
Bhitorey boichhey srot jao taar kachhey
Ekdin mon bhorey shukh ke daako
Dekey bolo, “bhalo thako, aar bhalo rakho”

Bagan

Hothhat bhishon bhabey
kichhu petey ichchhey korchhey
Ichchheyta aageo chhilo,
Kintu etota teebro hoye othheni kakhono…..

Shamosto astoron bhed korey
Ekta bonya ashbey, ekdin,
jani,
Onekdin dhorey shei bonyatar opekkhaye achhi,
Etodin jol chaitam, morubhumi chaitam,
ushnota, chhaya, shohanubhuti,
aar ekta gobheer aoaj chaitam…..

Ekhon ki chaichhi jani na,
Tobey kichhu ekta,
chaichhi,
bhhishonbhabey chaichhi….

Shantir Utsho Shondhaney

Tin dike pahar, ek dike bishad
Modhye – Rajprashad!

Prashade keu nei, keu nei
Nodiite srot nei, dhheu nei!

Nodite ghor bNadho, machhranga
Byatha, byatha - paal chhNera, haal bhanga….

Haowaye gobheer oshukh, byatha – aajo
BNashi – baajbei jodi, nishshobdey baajo

BNashi, pakhi, chhinno-pakkho, pathor,
Sphulingo – ora bhinno-pakkho, jodio kator

Sphulingo, Kliblingo, Ubholingo, smriti ….
Jonichakro, agun, ahuti, nibhriti….

Nibhrite shajayo, ChNad, Lokhindorer bashorghor
Kaalnaginii dhhukbey jakhon, roibey na keu apon-por

Foninii hao, Foninii hao, Foninii hao, kaal-naginii
Akash jurey noksha katuk rong-beronger raag raginii

Footpath jurey chitar agun, akash jurey shanti
Duchokh jurey bonya bheeshon, ayena jurey klanti….

Klanti amar okshomoniyo – okshom oporaadh
Kurnish laho, hrid-kshounish – shuteebro aboshaad….

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Prithibir tin bhag gholajol,
Ek bhag kolahol….

Amake tin bhagey bhag koro na
Kakhono bonya eley machh dhoro na

Machheder chokhe shunyo dekha jaye
Amader nodii punyo-toya noy

Amader nodii onek kichhui noy
Ghum ashe nai dubiya jaoar bhoye

Bhoyer chote jegei achhey para
Ghumaye kebol raater ko’ta taara
(Bari nei Aboni
E’ kotha ta bhaboni?)

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Porijayi pakhi
Ami kotha rakhi

Porijayi pakhi, kothaye tomar desh?
Porijayi nodii, kothaye tomar shesh?

………………………………………………….


Ami shobaike puriye debo
Ami shobkichhu uriye debo.

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Onyo, onyotaro, itor, Chando, prochondo
Haat baralam eibar, tuley dao bish-bhando

Raatri juurey binidro prohora
Cholitehhey juddher mahora
Pegasus, Uchchoisroba, ebong onyanyo pouranik ghora….
Kotha hoitey bujhhiba uposthit uhara

Aar ekta pokkhiraajer danakata upohash
Nirjola upobash
Aar Trojan ghorar peter bhitor guchchher itihash….
Ebong metey-shobuj ghash

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Gopon haowaye tiir, chhobol, shonkranti
Udbhranto shankromon, kebol, bhulbhranti

Chhinnomul, ami, amra, era, ora, tara
Prachir-phatoley jaagichhey nutono chara

Morchey dhora purono shabol-fola
Ebong jeyshob mithye hoyni bola:

Shob kichhu gNethey gYachhey mathaye
Tothagato giyachhilen tothaye:

Sporshey tNahar shanti shiitol chhaya
Chokkhey tNahar ghum-parani maya

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Aaj noy, dher dur ontim probhatey
Porey roibey amar mato koekta chhannochhara haar-habhatey….

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.

Kangal, tumi gaan geye jao tobey
Ja achhey mithya, shotyo houk shobey

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Tin dike pahar, ek dike bishad
Modhye – Rajprashad!

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Baki raat-tuku shudhu amar, eka
Notun kaalke hoytoba hobey dYakha…..

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Bhir, bheeshon bhir.
Sthir, bheeshon sthir.




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ChhadMobesh

Eka thaktam
RaatribYala bhishon koshto hoto
Koshtota besh upobhog o kortam,
Amar bondhu chhilo
Ghorir du’to kNata –
minute aar ghontar kNata duto
Second er kNata ta ke chintam o na.
Aar kono bondhu chhilo na.

Eka thaktam.
Onek raat obdhi jegey thaktam
Koshto jomchhilo. Onek.
Brishtir joler moto.

Keu gola chepey dhorey ni.
Keu kYamon achhi jiggesh korey ni
Meki bhadrotao dYakhaye ni keu.

Eka thaktam.
Mukhoshgulo ke ghrina korar
unnashikota niye,
Oi ekakittwer mukhosh porei….



Tarpor ekdin,
Bhishon chitkaarey phetey porlo amar prithibi ta…..


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……
Uposhonghaar

Ekhane amar bari noy
Ekhane keu thake na
Ekhane amar bari noy….

Proloyer porey ki aaro kichhu porey thake?

Agun, Purey Jaoa aar Shanti Niye Kinchit Matlamo

Purchhiley bujhhi?
Erokom tai bhebechhilam….

Ami o majhheshajhhey purey jai,

Bhoy nei,
Esho,
Ekshathe purbo…..

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Shob shesh hoy jaye,
Shob shesh hoy jabe,
Aagun, brishti, purey jaoa….

Shob kichhu…..

Ekhanei hoyto shesh hoy jaabey….


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Shotyi kotha bolchhi,
Athoba bolchhi na,
Kintu amaro bhishon bhoy korchhey
Tomar chokher dikey takatey….

Oparey kalo dorjar palla
Shakto korey aNta….

Bakira shobai ghumiye porechhey……

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Kothar daam shesh obdhi oi
Minuite e pNoytrish poysha i roilo
Aboshor millona jachai korey neoar
Aar baki shob kichhu te agun dhorey gYalo


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ChNader ek pithhey agun
Arek pithhey bonya
Amra, jara jWolchhi, jWolboi
Tomra, jara bhashchho, bhashbei….

Shudhu majhhey-shajhhey dukkho hoye kata ghurigulor kotha bhebey

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Amader bYathabhora footpath -
Sheykhane hoyto jYotsna lukiye porey

Kanagolir e-pithh theke o-pithh obdhi
shMoshan,
Aar chhai mekhey ami
Srinkhol-baddho Prometheus

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Chokher nichey agun legechhey
DhNoyagulo neel ronger
Ghuri-machh-neel noy,
JoljYanto mrityu r neel

Sheykhanei amar bari….

Ashbey?

Chaile ashte paro…..

Tomar nimontron roilo….

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Purono ticket
Harmonium
Ekhono achhey
Thakbeo

Shudhu pakhigulo aar gaan gaibe na
Karon janla dorja shob i bandho….


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Ebar koshey chabuk maro amar kalo pithhey
Hisheb nikesh ja chhilo shob jaak na ebar mitey
Onek bojhha jomchhey ekhon shomuddurer joley
Onek mithhye boley jara, tara shottyio kichhu boley….

Ebar nahoy haat-kora dao amar kalo haatey
Shontanera thakuk shukhey dhudh-brandy-bhaat e
ChNad-Sho’dagor Hakim-Naagor bebak gYachhey bheshey
Ekhon nahoy shanti dilam, agun hoye eshey….

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Shahorer shobcheye uNchu bari taye aagun dhorechhey
Barir Bonik-Byapari-Shaodagorera

trahi-trahi golla-chhut
Bari ta dubey jachchhey, dhNoyar bhitor….
DhNoyar peter bhitor ekta rupkotha r desh,
Ora jaaney na,
Tai eto bhoy….

Ora chokh bandho kore i thakbey
Oder proti ta padokkshep e bhoy
Oedipus ora – matrigarbho ke bhoy paye….
Tai ora rupkothaye pNouchhobe na konodin…..


Kintu bari tar neechey footpath e
Jorajirno tripol, chhNerakhora lotakambol,
Chokhey pNichuti aar gaye charmorog niye
Shey thake – Zarathustra…..

Shey oi purtey thaka bari tar dikey takiye heshey cholechhey
Heshei cholechhey….

Edikey, amar kobitar khata te o aagun legey gYachhey
Shabdo-gulo purchhey, bhashagulo purchhey

Aar akshorgulo, kalomer aNchor-gulo,
Poritrahi chitkaarey chhutey cholechhey
Digbidik-gYan-shunyo

Aar khata tar pashei ekta adhkhaoa nyatano biscuit
Sheytar chari dikey ghurchhey ekta chhotto arshola….

Sheyta ki korchhey jani na, tobey majhhey majhhey shur
nerey oi purey jaoa kobita gulo ke salaam janachchhey

Karon kobita der purey jetei hoy,
Murkho akshorera sheyta jaaney na, arshola ta jaaney….

Jodio shei gYani arshola tar naam ekhono amar jeney othha hoy ni….

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BYatha hoy, teshta paye
BYatha hoy, teshta paye
BYatha hoy, teshta paye

Jhhor ashbey, jani

Taar aagei teshta ta mitiye neoar kotha amar

Shudhu jol nei, ghum nei, shanti nei….

Aaro onek kichhui nei…..

….

Odin-putro Váli
Shesher poreo chhilo
Dhulo ebong bali
Akash dhheke dilo

Odin-putro Váli
Shishu ebong khuni
Duhaat-makha kaali
Mrityu-gatha shuni

Odin-putro Váli
BNechei thakar kotha
Rakto jhhorey khali
Hingsro-puran-gatha….

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Siren baajbe, ektu porei,
Shesher siren, bhishon jorey,
Bhishon chitkaarey…..

Shob shesh hoye geley,
Jakhon bhoy paoar jonno aar keu
porey thakbe na, takhon o siren ta bejei jaabey
Bejei jaabey…..

Siren er golaye anontokaaler bhoy….
Shunyo-Bhoy,
Nei-shomoy-bhoy
Shob bhoy….

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Ke tumi? Ki enechho? KYano eshechho?
Guptoghatok? Bah! Tomakei khNujchhilam….

Chokchokey chhurir folata chNader aloye ekbar
Jhholshey uthhtey dYakhate paro?
Amar bukey boshiye deoar aagey?

Amar chokher dikey takiye koljey phNuto korey
Ditey paro?
Na paarley tumi nitantoi kapurush

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Shob kichhu jWoley uthhchhey
Raasta-ghat, dokan, astabol, bandor-shmoshan-kaborkhana
Purush-nari-pakhi-megh-ghuri…

Shob kichhu jWoley uthhchhey….

Nodeer bukeo aagun, shomudrer dhheueo….

Ebar, ekbaar, sheshbar,
Amar pashey eshey dNarao
Ebar….Ekbaar…Sheshbaar….

JWoley othhar aage….

Tarpor…. Ghum…. Shanti…. Gobheer………


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Nepothye Kolahol

MorichjhNapi tey jaara morey giyechhilo,
Taara konodin Marx er naam shoneni bodhoy
Jodiyo Tiananmen er ora shunechhilo.

Tarpor ekdin, MorichjhhNapi r kono ekta
Colonyr rannaghorey petey guli khaoa Ma
Taar Tiananmen Square e shell er aghatey
Tukro tukro hoye jaoa chheleke koley niye
Jiggesh korlo:
“Bachha, khub kashto peyechhish, na?”
Chheleta University te porto,
Ma r akshorgYan chhilo na…

MorichjhhNapi thekey Tiananmen ki
shottyi tatotai durey, jatota amar deoaler
rongchota Atlas dekhe mone hoy?

Arekta Rupkotha

Hothhat aguney nouko mantro hoy
Ghorir kNata - sheo ki jantro noy?
Poth porey thakey holdey jantronaye
Bashi kothagulo shondhye jaantey chaye

Bashi mukh-golo ghurnijhhorer bujhhi
Bashi chokh gulo cheye achhey shojashuji
Shabdo-mukhosh lukiyechhey taar bhasha
Hirey-Manik khNujbo bolei asha

Bujhhtey pari ni eto kichhu chhilo baki
Bujhhtey parini, tai chokh bNujey thaki
Bujhhtey pari ni eto srot achhey joley
Bhroshto shahor, nithor kolaholey

KNuo-koltola balti ebong dori
Bhoy paoader ekhanei haatekhori
Naam likhiye harbolader doley
Dhheuer mathaye aNdhar-moni jwoley….

Nodiir joley ulto roth er mYala
Uthhon jurey golla-chhuter khYala
Ek-chokha bok dNariye achhey thhaye
Matio bujhhi joler i chhNoa chaye

Sheykhaney jeona, jeykhaney andhokaar
Dhuktey cheona, ekhono bandho-dwar
Klanto bikeley hoyto ba dYakha hoy
Mithye kothara konodin i eka noy….

Anguler phNakey aboshad kobita ra
Dub-shNatarer bhumikaye papi-taara
Ekhono lukiye rekhechhi dagdho-daag
Ekhono takiye dekhechhi asto-raag

Ekhono shWapno moriichikader mukh
Iskaponer Bibir khola buuk
PNajor kota o bodhir ebong muuk
Tomaro ki tai poth-chola tei shukh ?

Andhokaarei chhutchhey shobuj ghora
Bandho ghorei jutchhey obujhh ora
Aboshor peley ei shob kotha bhebo
Chinta nei hey! Tomakeo chhNuye debo….

Shukh

Sheo bujhhibena shomoyer shammoti?
Dukulplabinii unmadini nodii
Ekhono thameni ashwo-medher goti
Poth taar bhool hoye giye thake jodi

Sheo ki koreni hNeyalir porishesh?
Shunyo hoyeo mohashunye leen
Astoraager porag-renu-resh
rekhey giyechhilo aboshaad oti-ksheen

Ekhono jey taar koti-deshey nodii boy
Jonguley taar Aaronyo-nikkon
Ekhono jey taar chhokher pataye bhoy
Ashibena bujhhi bhroshto shubho-kshon

Hothhat kothao jhholshiye othhey shikha
Dabanoler obirato prostuti
Thomkey dNarak nithhur kujjhhotika
Pakhi-megh-meye-bhoy-chorachor-goti

Ekhono hoyto kichhu taar achhey baki
Ekhono bujhhi ba bhru-bhongitey maya
Royechhey lukaye kajol-lotaye aNkhhi
Chhayapothey taar lutaye kuhok-chhaya

Letter Box er Gaan

Amar uthhone keuteshaper ghor
Mohon-bNashuri keu na apon por
Amar deoale shYaola ghera raat
Jhilik marlo chNader shonar dNat

Ekhon o bujhhi shwapno bona hoy?
Mithye kotha – o amar keu noy….
Ghum bhangbei bridhho pNyachar daake
Gaal parboi dokhney batash taake

Tin kadomei moroger laal jhhNuti
Mathh perole rail-er notun khNuti
Char pa feley hNashuli-bNaker doye
Pakhna melley akash haoa jaye

Kannagulo pichhol digheer par
Brishti eleo dukkho hoy na aar
Jol-porider ador makha raatey
Ban-thoi-thoi nijhhum jochhnatey

Raat nishuti holdey neon alo
Ghumparani Mashir cheye’o bhalo
Footbridge tao dukkho holey chup
Ratri takhon mon-mohinii rup

Hoyto ba taar raater bhromor-kalo
ThNot juurey kaar bhorer prothom alo
Mukh-chora kon bikel-ranga bishad
Akash-jurey kNadbey Ramproshad

Shondhye bYalar udashi haoa-ghor
Dil-doriyaye uthhlo bujhhi jhor
Chitar chhaieo nupur bajey oi
Porer chalei shap kimba moi

Horir lutey rupor adhshikey
Chatal jurey rakto charidikey
Nodiir bukey jol-ghurnii pata
ShNajhhbatider goheen kono bYatha

Uprey shikor haater angulgulo
Haatrey chole baali kimba dhulo
Machher chokhe ek mile er poth
Shurjo taane shaat ta ghorar roth

Montree gYachhey, ghorao khoa gYachhey
Raja ebong nouko porey achhey
Ebar bujhhi kisti-maater pala
Shada kaloye kumirdanga khYala

Abir-ranga kumirdanga shaat shomudro paar
Jabar chhilo, cholei gYachhey, phirbey na shey aar
ShWapno kimba sMriti kimba homapakhir paye
ANchorgulo alpona shob shorisreeper gaye

Amar ghorey ekhon shudhu chorasroter taan
Naam na jana pakhir thNote hariye jaoar gaan
BNashuria, dohai tomar, shurtuku jao rekhey
Ghum na asha raat ta katuk tarar fulki dekhey…

Catacombs by the Foglight

Wake up, girl,
become a dream,
a hood to unfurl
and a river to swim

Me, in sleep, cold
Us, in sleep, grey
Me, awaking, old
Us, awaking, to betray

Me - one-winged bird of prey
Us - statues made of clay


Pandora, and her box
My dirty clothes inside
Pandora, washing my socks
And then came the tide!

The flutist – there he goes
His eyes, made of stone
And cannonballs, and windows
And myself all alone


The kings and the queens
The aces and the knaves
Lonely, in those ruins
In the faces of the waves

In the graces of the graves –
Fever raves….


The children of the fog
Staring, yellow, neon-pale
The master and his dog
The impaled must now impale!

Flames lose their lust
Me, same, and another
By the gruesome dust
Memory, womb and mother….

Faces, like the dying noon
Faces, dead by the evening
Amen, and see you soon,
There’s a song that none shall sing

There’s a bell that none shall ring
The king is dead, long live the king….


Wake up, sunshine girl,
It’s the morning, be naked for me!
And as for that black pearl
I’ll go out and I’ll dive down into the sea…..

Crooked Confessions

Nothing beyond the frozen tide

No gods to rule, no laws to abide

Nowhere to flee, too dark to hide

Just don't look

And don't open that book


Nothing but the river

Burning, cold, fever

A million years staring down

A million faces, to smile and frown

A million races, each with its crown

You can sink, but you won't drown


The death sky, the sewage pipe

The snake so naked, the apple so ripe

Spectres shout - "all the best!"

Sceptre says - "I need to rest..."


Talking to my eyes before the light

Take off those colours, they're too bright !

And light stood naked there

Didn't know, didn't care....


Breaks his silence, and then he utters:

"I need to sleep, in the gutters"

Nothing makes sense

Except self-defence


Bethlehem

Gave me shame

And nights are dead

And lights shall fade

And I am made

Of sand and dust

Of flesh and lust

Of brick and stone

Of prick and bone

And of everything that screams

And of everyone who dreams

And facilis descensus Averni

(Though it's easier to climb the sky)

And verily, I say unto thee -

Well that's enough, I need to pee

My 33-generation-forefathers' forefingers

Created this ripple, this ripple lingers

And two drops of rain

And two drops of pain

And everything that's pure

For my eyes to cure



Finally,

It's melancholy

And the mist-engulfed train

Enters the gambling den

And I gamble with my pen

And count my loss and gain...

And before my table, it becomes a snake

And now I gamble, with my flesh at stake....

And I throw my dice

For the star that dies

For the sun to rise

To melt the ice

From my eyes

For Him to Rise,

For the ring she buys

For the fleeting highs

Of Divine surmise -

That schizophrenic surprise

Of my unfelt sighs

And those untold lies -

Of pathos in disguise ...

Just to sympathise

With the skies......

And the last kite that flies...

Heavenwards

Blessed by bards

Cursed by birds

Stringed by words

That bite and sting

And yet, does sing

Like bells that ring

For the rain to bring

Everything....




And what happens next?

Are the dead gods vexed?

And the saints oversexed?


Well, I guess that you already knew

That I'll bring nothing for you

Save that hope - of something new....

And those flames leaping up

And the poison from my cup,

Or the left-overs, at least...

Well, I'm sorry, I just forgot that you exist.....



Wait, was it you, or was it just your smile?

Never mind, move on, I lose my way for a while

So now you've won the bet

For I didn't wait....



Chew me up, Gulp me down, Shit me out

My shadow, my penumbra and my doubt

Poisons to breed and cancers to sprout

Needs to need and shouts to shout

Seeds to seed and enemies to route

Fevers to rave and rules to flout

Shivers to wave and to ask about

The one who fought the final bout....



I'm a Cloud even today, though

I don't wear Trousers now,

Trousers are out of stock, you know

And I've lost my old pair somehow....


And, well, never mind, just forget it

Busy-Street, Easy-Meat, Holy-Shit...