Situation

She is the one who makes me embarrassed
Sometimes again I pull her leg
Sometimes she makes me move back a step
Sometimes I move forward just because of her
It’s because of her that moments become special
Walking together side by side holding our hands
Its her when I want to forget a time
It’s only she who makes me cry, feel good,
Gives me company takes away my companion
It’s she who gives me friend, and also enemy
She makes me successful,
Sometimes makes me meet failure
She gives me pain also leads me to the road of euphoria…
She?? She’s SITUATION !!!


Thanks to someone who helped me to play with words for this poem

The Lost Me

When I was kid I dreamt touching the sky,

I played and dreamt of flying high,

I was tought to read and write

I read and write, I dream to fly high.

Slowly I started reading books

Books of study, books of stories

I made it a habit of reading books

Books of all kinds, books of tales

I read, I draw, I dream of flying high

I love flowers, so I tried

Bought some pots and planted those

The first bud on the plant

First flower form the bud

I was flying high, touching the sky

Days passed, Years passed

I was changing, so my habits

Left  beside my childhood

Dreams despaired, wings despaired        

I lost myself, my innocence my dreams.

Mon

Hotat kore kothay j hariye gelo. R e kichutay mone porche na kothay rakhlam.
Ektu agay to akhane chilo. Barite sobay ache, kintu ghumer onno deshe. Ta hole ki churi gelo. Na! Amar joto dur mone porche sai durup balay ma khete dilo. Ami chan kore ese bhat khaye, nijer ghore ese amar goto porsu kine ana ekta instrumental er dvd ta ke aste kore chaliye bichanay sunchilam. Sunte sunte kokhon j hotat chok ta lege gelo bujhteo parini. Mone hoy thik tokhony ghotona ta ghoteche. Ta hole ki janla diye shese churi.. Na dupur balay paach tola flater janla diye. Edike ghorir kata tibroo bege chute choleche Bikal 6 ta theke duty. Office berote hobe. Kijani naki beta nijay paliyeche oy janlar phak diye. Majhe majhe ayy somosha hocchay, hotat kore nai, ekay oddrishoo taropor jodi hotat kore na pawa jay.
R e ay mon take j koto bar baron korechi j na bole kothau jash na, ta o na bole paliye jabe. Akhon kothay j khuji. Batake na dhore rakha jai, na bedhae, jokhon icchay nijer moto chole, kakror kono baron sone na. Jai hok asuk aajke, tar por dekha jabe. Kintu jani jotoy boki na keno beta abar palabe. Aaj theke to chini na sai choto belar bondu, khalar sathi, porar sathi, jokhon thakbee tokhon khub badhoo chele kichu bojhe na. Jai ektu edik sedik hobe beta bhagaram debe.
Jani kothay kothay jete pare, kintu khuje ber kora amar saddhe nai.

This is Life

It’s hard to realize what we want

It’s hard to know what you want….

It’s difficult to read ones mind.

There is a division, 

What we want and  we get

What we expect and  achieve,

A distance between failure and success.

Still we dream, still we cry,

We become happy and we love.

We have relations, we have friends

We pace with enemies, we walk with love.

This is life, this is us

We all are same still we are unlike