Sunday, December 27, 2015

Birthday Brother

Today was the most anticipated day
For those who brought you up today
The mother who bore the sweet pain and brought you up today
The father who held u in his hands with his thumbs up
Becoz today is the day you were born
They are proud the way you were brought up
And I will blow the bugle horn
To look back to this day
And wish you many more happy returns of the day
For I can never repay you for all the things you have done as a brother
That l hav to look no further
But ask you for any favour
Here's wishing you happy birthday your loving sister

Friday, October 16, 2015

Endless Wait




People believe so many things


They find many answers to a simple query

What happens afterlife

Some say the soul is always alive...

And has wings
 to come by

I don’t have to grieve

'Coz  I believe

Life is an endless highway

You had set out for such a long tour

And somewhere along the line

You had to detour
Or wander faraway

The traces of your footsteps are gone

But not on the sands of time
imprints can't be withdrawn

You have lost touch with me and humanity

May be you had a loss of memory

I need to find you some how

May be you don’t miss me now

But some day

You will be home bound

Or maybe you are waiting to be found

I don’t know how?

But this is my stand

You must be somewhere

In the middle of nowhere

In a place like never land

In deep forest shores and desert sands

Waiting to track your steps back

And land on familiar grounds

Sights and sounds

And here I stand

Waiting to hold your hands!


Friday, September 25, 2015

Miss You Too Much


Miss you too much

How can you be

So out of touch

With only memories to cherish

How could you just vanish

Into thin air?

Your soul will never perish

It isn’t fair!

Won’t you watch over me

And hold my hand as I stand?

Though you are in a distant land may be

There are no walls

Or boundaries around

You are on a long tour I feel

May be in a distant beach

Out of reach

I can’t hear the sound of your voice

That has power to heal

 No phone calls are aloud

I have no other choice

But wait till you come by

Though I can’t see you pass by

I know you are not far

May be up in the cloud

In a star

May be in the moon

Or in the portrait

But have faith

That I would see you very soon!

 

 

 

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Bangla poem - Baba


Baba tomake hariye

Aami poth hara

Megher moton jhore jhore

Aghat pey shunno hoye gechchi

Tumi  jiboner aantohin yatri

Tumi kon yatraye ? Ja ni na

Dekha shakath hobe ki hobe na?

Tomar chhayatey

Aami surokhito

Chhilo na kono koshto

Shuney tomar bhalo kotha

Chhilo na kono chinta

Tomake joriye dhorey

Praan bhorey

Moner jor barey

Tumi ato dure theke

Ki aamake shokto korbey?

Aamar bhoye kore, ki hobey?

Jeyi gaachhtar tola ta

Fulle bichhano raasta

Jaar dali dhorey hata

Aarusho prokritir maanjhey

Chinnohin hoye gachhey

Taar faller notun  gaachh

Hobey kon mathey?

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Nacch Lohri (hindi)

Paon ki ahat
khet mein
dhup ki pehli garmahat
 ret mein
Shheet ki  aakhri raat
dil mein lagi aag
Misri se meethi raakh
Ganne ki ahuti thi khurak
Naachti gaon ki gori
 Aayi khushiyon ki lohri
Gungunati yuvtiyan
Hathon mein matakti matkiyan
Sone ki jhumkiyan
Chhanchanati  chudiiyan
Chumkili sunheri
 gulabi chunri
rat ke tare
behti nadiya mein jaise
Kesh kale
Mathe pe bindiya
Kajal nayan bhavukh
badalon mein mukh
Honthon pe masti chhayi
Khet mein bahaar aayi
Chanchal mann
nrityanganayen
 Kare diyon ka kirtan
Lal hare  rangeelay
abhushan mein
Jhoom ke naache

Monday, May 4, 2015

The painting

I drew her with love on canvas so fresh
As if I know her for real
I know this is surreal
That I imagined all this stuff
Yet I am callous enough
To want her in flesh
I love to deck her up
With rouge and mascara
And dress her up in a scanty attire
Without any tiara
Her simple earring twinkles
The moisture trinkles
And glistens her skin
That sparks a fire
From deep within
I can feel the blood rush
In her blush
Her sadness well up  my eyes
As I brush with tears aflood
I hear words  spill
through her silent cries
That has been untold
Her life and her role
As I unfold her veil
Probably against her will
I can feel the ruddy
scratches on her limp body
I try to bring back the glow
That will once again flow
Through her dead skin
As I begin to build the story from her bones
I heard her moans
That impelled me to paint her glory
Her gory past that was snuffed fast
She was not born with a pot of gold
Nor could she wear dresses of pure silk
She use to milk the cows
The girl  couldn't break her vows
That she wouldn't give in to lust
Till she bites the dust
But when she walked on a lonely ground
Men hounded her down
It was a grim battle
She couldnt win
So she chose to be charged by cattle
Rather than men
There was blood on her head
When she was dead
Now she stands before me
With a pot of milk over her head
Dripping with blood instead!
I feel a sudden surge of power within me
And an urge to kill her enemy
At her will
So that  her wounds may heal !!!

Monday, April 20, 2015

The Milkmaid

Early in the morn
The milk maid fair
Has no time
To comb or braid her hair
She hurries somehow
To milk the cow
In the dairy farm
She works forlorn
Making cream and sweet
For children to eat
And fetch some dime
To feed her own
Like the mother cow
Tries somehow
To keep her milk half
For her young calf
Yet she walks from farm to farm
Keeping herself calm
With her simple charm
Just waiting to meet
Her children sweet!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

A bride to be


A bride to be
Anxious she may be
Of  the man she would marry
Would he be  a reason of worry
Of how life would be after this?
Is it bliss or near miss
Like blowing him a kiss
Would she be his?
Will it be like a dream
You wake up with a scream?
How will be the stranger
And family members
She will have to deal with?
Will she be a prisoner
In the new home
She must call her own?
Or she would be free?
Life is like a game of dice
A match of fire and ice
Would it be paradise
Or a path paved with lies?
Whatever may be
The events of the night
There is always light!

Saturday, April 11, 2015

The Rhythm of Rain



In the humid heat
No one is upbeat
Life is dripping away
In the sweat of the day
Wish-wish-wish
The summer would go away!
And then you feel
The change in the wind
Whizzing by my ear
Blowing out the sun's glow
And the light goes out simmering slow
As clouds come near
Whoosh-whoosh hush-hush!

And then you hear the thunder
And you wonder
At earth’s new beat
Drip drip-drip
Pit pat pit
The rhythm of rain!
Like a refrain!

Like the tick tock tick of a clock
Plip-plop-plip at the dock
My flip-flops begin to talk
My anklets jingle as I walk
Tip tap tip in the rhythm of dance
Waiting for a chance!
I can feel the air zip-zip in my hair
And the rain sprays drip-drip on my face
I can feel the chills under my skin
My  feet taps to rhythm within
 I can see the change in the wind chimes and windmills

The trees jig round to the sound
Leaves  move to the beat, spell bound
I can hear the sound of wheels
Skidding down the wet lane
Splashing of rain at the window pane
And the whip-whip of wind shields
Whipping the car screens!



Friday, April 10, 2015

Rebirth

Have you ever heard
of rebirth?
Like the seed of a flower
is reborn into a flower
of another family tree
How does it break free
from its old root?
And where does it shoot?
What celestial power
 helps it to hover
and sow the seeds
How  it come into the world
and how it may uncurl
Why doesn't anybody heeds
to their old needs?


 

Thursday, April 9, 2015

A year has gone by

A year has gone by
Like the blink of an eye
Are you still there?
Do you have any memory
of me?
Can you hear and see me?
Are you near?
Where did you disappear?
You left no trace!
When will you reappear?
I wish l could see your face
Give you a loving embrace
And follow you on toe
How would I know
That you still care
About how I fare!
My tears have dried
You know how I cried
When the wind blew you away
And the ocean began to sway
And wiped you out of  earth's surface
But tidal waves always resurface!
Can't accept your invisibility
 It is difficult
to feel your entity
Wish l could see you
By some  abominable occult
But what  is the use to persue
an insatiable result
I think of you every day
In every words I say
Wish l could find you
Wish to remind you
And relive old days with you
Can't believe in the ways of the world
how cruelly it  unfurls!
When I wake
At days break
With a scream
Hoping all this was a bad dream
That I didn't loose you
Realizing that this was not true
I weep wishing to see you
Atleast in my sleep!

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

MAMMA

Mother! nothing I do
Can repay your due!
You gave me every bit of you
You have nurtured me with your hand
With every drop of sweat and blood
Like the river would flood
And mold the land!
You have groomed me with your tears
And sheltered me from pain
Like a tree shades from sun and rain
And soothed my fears
Like the soft rustling leaves
In the cool breeze!
You cradled me as I napped
While the thunder clapped!
You gave me wings to my dreams
So I could fly and nestle in a cloud
And make you proud!
Yet the moist streams
In your eyes
Beckon me to come down to earth
To quench my thirst
Because heaven lies
Beneath the warm
Touch of your palms
That keep me warm
And away from harm
When you take me
Underneath your cool shade!
Take me in your arms
So, I can keep my head
Forever in your lap
Like a bed
Of sloping glade!