tor kache sudhui kichu muhurter beche thaka..
osthir somoyer moto ekdin budbud hobo ami..
tor doinik khuti nati ar pore thaka bodh er
baire er birtyer dhumketu..
kichu din eksathe onabil mahurot e hate hat
othoba chumbon er moto kichu abeg brinto theke
suse nie..
duto sorirer alongon er moto kichu muhurto
toke upohar die
miliye jabe je rajdhani...atlantic othoba mohenjodaro...
amio temoni nirbhik paye jabo bole..
somoy noy din noy deho noy mon noy..monon noy..
sudhu ekfali meghe mure toke ek posla briti diechi ami..
se bristi furie geche cherapunjir gohobore..
se bristi roder kache randhanu ke rakheni rini..
se bristi sudhu amar gobhire..tor bij die boleche
e jonme noy othoba asonno sottor joneo na..
amra sudhu mokholabh nari purus hobi...proti
onute pormanu te..
amra suhud jonmantore fire jabo..
tor hat je bondhuke khujbe sob ses hoya sokale.
sudhu mrityur akankhay sei bondhuke toke debo...

amake tui..dis na aloy..
alokborsher khoj..
amake tui charminarer
mathay dis na beche thakar bodh..
amake tui esplanader buser bhire
dis na lukono kono choya..
amake tui gariahatr more dis na..
ononto boye joaya..
amake tui megh dis na,
brishti! tao dis na bedhe..
amake tui Africa dis na,
dis na mohades
dis na amay jolopropat othoba
ushno se abeg..
dis na amay chumbon
ar deho rasi rasi..
amake tui roddur dis na..
othoba tor bhubonmohini hasi..
amake tui amay dis na
rongin khame mure..
othoba tor premik hridoy
probol baundule..
amake tui sopno dis na..
othoba gobhir dristir ghera..
amay tui sorot dis na
akash e megh bristi bheja..
amake tui pase rakhis
emon kichu bhore..
jokhon rater kali gorie pore
ontohin aghate..
jokhon ei prithibir
sob bhalobasa
biswas khuje more..
amay sedin bondhu bhabis..
obiswaser jore..

swapner chilo khide..
sohosrokal..onahari mon..
ekhono swano basor jage..
din bodoler otolanto..
khet bhumir onuronon e..
swapner chilo abeg..
sudhui joubon ar
rondhre rondhre
somosto poth hete asa....
se bodle debe sudhu chuye ei
prithibir somosto megh..
tabuo sopner chilo asha..
din badal asbe..
amader i hat dhore..



tomar amar chokhe thonte ar jothore..
je basanto ar asonno projonmo
beche ache
je projonmer aswas dekhiyecho amay..
ajo asha rakhi..
se din bodoler bij
mohiruho hobe..
ei prithibir joto jotilota
tomar amar preme muche jabe..
ami ekhono sopno dekhi..
dinbodoler..amar sohor ar
thakbena sisura rastar koropute..
ekhono sopno dekhi..
tomay chuye je nari purush sikheche..
sei vabei sob nari pabe
khuje bhalobasa..
sorir noy priyotoma hobe..
ami ekhono biswas rakhi..
dehe noy moner gobhire
ghor korbe bhalobasa..
ar sei ghore charidhare
hasnuhana r chanpa bon hobe..
sei abese bhule jabe roktakto somoy..
joto atonkobadi..
tumi ekhono biswas rakho
ar amio sei biswas e banchi..
bondhutter hajar alokborse
onabil saniddho asbe..
ei prithibir sob kutilota..
sudhui sisu hote pare...

se sudhu onayase choukath perie jete jane..
nischup bhore buke rekhe tar matha..
hridoye tusher agun and kichu obhigyota...
dodhichir moto tar rondhre rondhre otolanto sthobirota..
etodin kic hilo..hiseber baire beche thaka..
thothe thoth..dehe deho ..er cheyeo besi kichu lenden..?
chuyeche somoy rokto manser je kushoputtulika..
tar o gobhire ache kichu...abeg agun ar onidro megh..
se sudhu onyase fire jete jane..
obosor mekhe gaye dekhe na ja piche geche pore...
se sudhu onayse purie dite jane..je muhurto diechi...
koropute bhore...

ek ekta din

ekta ekta din bhijte thake
bristi ar rod
ek ekta din..
moner bhitor
sthobir oborodh..
ek ekta din..ondhokare..
hater pore hat
ek ekta din..
tomar amar bhison opoghat..
ek ekta din..britter baire..
obak chena sona..
ek ekta din..
nirob chokhe abeg anagona..
ek ekta din..meghla
bikel posla megher sathe..
ekka dokka khelte jay..
chilekothar chad e..
ek ekta din..
bondhu amar
paser ghore soya..
ek ekta din tar sannidhe
ontobihin choya

prosadhon

sudhu nijeke bhulie rakha..
bigyapon ar prosadhon...
chute chaoya muhurter moto...
snayute snayute..onuronon...
chute chaoya deho ke noy..
otlanto ostitter niche..
tomar sisu hoyake..
tomar kam krodh joto jotilotake..
tomar biponnota ar bhenge pora ke..
ei prithibir sob tanaporen er
pore sudhu amar kache aste chaoya ke..
nijeke dhekhe rakha prosadhon ar prolap e..
byaktityer arale..sombol er arale..
preme er kobitar moto mukhosh hin
mukhtake chonde ar sure sajie deya..

kishori

tomadr duto balish nie eso..
ar ja kichu doinik khuti nati..
bichan pata somoy ache ghore..
astoprohor dirgho khunsuti..
balih ar chadore ache mora..
deher pore sat somodru par..
balish ar chadorer kache ora..
likhte chay omitrakhyor..
balish duto aste chay kache
abar modhykhane..
ogadh khal bil..
nouko dobe boitha hin bole..
ondhokare..sthobdho bhasahin..
bhasa r proyojon ache kono?
jekhane rokto bondhu hoe boy..
bhasar swad chumbon ane jeno..
sorir ghire ujan janalay..
ami sei janla pare bose..
dekhi bikel tomar ghare anka..
thoth thoth kabyo die buni..
moner kone koishor anagona..

proti robibar

proti robibar..aamr chelebela ase..
tomar sathe abar sei chadbaranday firi ami..
sokal bela..maer sorir anchol ghre omm...
jolkhabare dirgho ador...dupur ghre ghum...
ajke abr oneek prohor perie take dekhi..
madur mela ghorer uthon atpoure smriti..
kopal ghrea sidur elo melo hoa somoy..
amar maer dirghyo abeg ekhono bhese jay..

nirob baromas

e sohore megh gorjay na amar sohorer moto..
e sohorer chade nei abohoman obogahon..
e sohorer nei sei alto paye hete fela..oligoli
tomar sohorer khal bil..
amar sohor buker gobhir briti hoe ache..
ekhon megh gorjay niskompo akashe..
amar sohor..bhijte chay..dehe othoba mone..
tor sathe hat te periye jaoya hajar manuser bhir..
sohor theke sohortoli..hrodoy er stobdho nir..
somoy jane badhbe na se..soptopodi abeg..
somoy jane chinbe na se samajik sob arti bodh..
somoy jane ei muhrute furie jabe dirgho ekta jug..
toabuo somoy bachte chay sfulinger artite..
smoy bojhe na..sober sese bondhu hobe se..
soptopodi samajikota r baire ek mirmegh akash..
bondhutter britite bheja..nirob baromas..

bondhu

amar deho ghire kichu dalpala ar megh jome geche..
kotokal tomar janlar pase briti hoi na ami..
chokher kaloy ajkeo ache iman bhairabi...
drishti die bhijie deya tomar sada panjabi..
tomar deher dalpala sob amar kache rini...
sakhay sakhay brintosakhe..bhatiyali nadi...
nadir kache ki dite chao..bhasate chao dinga?
ami hobo boitha tokhon olosh akashlina..
tomar deya chumbon e te..proloy asuk neme..
tomar deho amar deho obadho ki preme?
prem na go sorir sorir sudhui ki e khela?
ami jani tumi jano obujh chelebela?
chelebelar niyom gulo bhangte sudhu chaoya..
tomar kache ekka dokka somoy fire paoya...
amio aj kishoiri hobo benir tare tare..
hatur kache neme asa probol agun jhore..
payer majhe agun laguk..sorir jak pure..
tomar sathe bondhu hobo..bikeler roddure...

It is always a question that bogs me early morning...where should I be or should I not be...
am I eligible to be here...the answer comes drifting through my window sill..YES.
The winter is almost sitting near the tree that is dyeing to hold on to the last colorful leaf of this year...as if the whole valley wants to hold on to everything that is passing by, the falling leaves,the fading colors,the drifting traffic,the glimpses of smiles and shows of emotions...these are small bit of mundane life..they come they go we sit and watch ..like a picture frame moving constantly in front of our eyes...
Nothing stays permanent but change..but within this change someone grows within you his love his affection makes the place you longed to leave so bearable...we all want to hold on...
But then you know or do not know..whatever we are holding on to is it mine?But in life what is ours? To me nothing in life is mine..its the illusion I bear in the deepest recess of my heart ..that everything I touch smell and feel I hold on to I crave for I yearn to be beside is mine...but they all are and have been ephemral why won't HE be then...
So I get up..I enjoy that for the time its suppose to be touching my sphere of existence he is mine..without knowing without trying without even feeling..I enjoy I realize greatest pleasure is not to love and get, well that is great but there is also a pleasure in just silently loving...silently giving and silently wishing that someone's dreams come true even before yours do...
may be one day...when life won't ask such questions..and when floating like a bird will be just what I would want...
it won't matter what I received or whether where I dwell was worth the stay..someone will be floating along besides...we all are after all..there is no anchorage its all a journey..people we meet people we cherish people we abominate...
but above all I am satisfied of meeting someone who at every step made my stay worthwhile...so is he...doing it right now..throbbing the 16 year heart in my 30 past body...making me a child again...beaming me with happiness...
and when I ask Is this the place I want to be ..the answer is YES....

saradin bela gelo joto kaje..
bristi pora somuddure...
tor kache asaa aro dur hote dure...
dhulopaye jae somoye fire din..
tabu hridoyete tui dili..
ekus bosonter rin...

osompurno

megh er moto somoy nie..bheja thoth ar roddur hoe esechili tui?
amai nodi ar nala ar khal bil hoe tor kache gie dekhi..
tor hridoyr buke kulup anta somoy...

amio ekta sohor hobo..
nodir pare..megh jomano..
tomar bikel alsemite..
amio ekta prohor hobo..
tomar deya ogochalo onubhutir
jholshanite..