sugandhi sukhsomoy majhe majhe...i ashe

Aamar kheyali hawa ....

anekdin kono chithi likhini tomaye,
aj likhi...chapa ronger saree porey,
megher kali ar khager kalam diye,
chhotto ekta swapnochithi..
shudhu tomar janye.

khub swapno chhilo ,
relgarite korey,
tomar songey berate jabo,
janlar dharey,tomar koley matha rekhe,
galpo kortey kortey.
chand ,taara,aakash,gachh
aamader songey dourobe,
chhut, chhut ar lukochuri kheley kheltey.

tumi amar kapaley mukhey porey thaka chul
jatobar shoriye debe tatobar..i tara abar
pagla hawar shathe dourey eshe jhapiye porbe chokhe mukhe.
benchey thakar anando kapiye diye jabey,
tomar amar buk.

surjashter alo dekhte dekhte tumi
gungun korey geye uthbey gaan.
ar tomar shei colleger galpo shunte shunte..
ami heshe lutoputi..aachol elomelo.
du haatey amar mukhta tuley niye,
tumi bolbe..kauke emon hashte dekhini kakhono,
shara jibon chole jete pari ei hashitukur janyo.
bechey thakar swapno dekhte pari shudhu er..i janyo.
sugandhi sukhsamoy majhe majhe..i ashe amader jibone,
pagal kora monmatano diney....



ei swapnoguloi khame bhorey .....
ektu subashito sukh chhoriye ....
pathiye dilam tomaye...
shihorito bhalobashaye....




shree

my dearest moon walked in a ramp yesterday

my dearest moon walked in a ramp yesterday,
walked on a stilleto very concious of her beautiful catwalk.
the stars cheered and clapped and blew kisses ,
but she threw me a saucy smile....
the milkyway spread the snow white carpet for her...
she glided gracefully over it.
planets were pushing each other for a glimpse of my queen.
and i watched her wondering.....is she really mine?
her mood sways upwards as she gets slimmer....
and i get moon struck when she is rounder...
she winked at me as she walked.....
with me arm in arm,
to bow to the audience...
i am elated,excited....crazy...
coz i'm her fashion designer.....


shree

On the blue evening

the fascination of whats beautiful
has opened a fountain out of my veins and
spurt a spontaneous joy and love in my heart.
we are in the months appropriate for love....
the age of hope and illusions as they say.
On the blue evening .....
i went down the path..
picking bluebells and orange leaves..
felt the freshness under my feet.
i shivered...
i won't think about anything but an ocean love..
has risen in my soul....
i call this sweet spring......



shree

hotath ami roddur hoye jai

hotath ami roddur hoye jai,
jhirjhirey ek hawar dolaye,
jhumjhumi dui nupur paye,
kusumranga surjo hoye jai.

koler majhe mukh dubiye,
ki jani kon durer swapon,
hashiye diye kandiye feley,
kalo badol soriye thele..
fagun masher mon chorano...
tomar shorir chhuye chhuye..
hotath ami roddur hoye jai.


sobuj sobuj amer mukul...
neemer kuri...jukti fuley ....
hartuki rang notun sharir,
nakchhabitey jhilik tuley...
ghamer fotaye mishiye giye,
dustu heshe,chumu kheye,
hotath ami roddur hoye jai.






ami rodddur bhalobashi tai ei kobita ta.




shree

yin has yang waiting

every night has a new morning,
all the dusk has a new dawning.
each thunder has a silver lightning....
to clear the air of all......
each hurt has a tender caring....
as each winter has spring following...
all the frown has a new smiling....
every silence a lover's calling.....
all the crime has another forgiving..
to start a better morn.....
each condemning turned into new redeeming....
shunned gestures can turn welcoming....
every end has brighter beginning...
all being is a newer becoming.......
all the yin has yang waiting.....
to meet in new horizon........




shree

light went in search of hope with a naughty smile

spring is knocking by...
blue birds sing,
wild mountains bring,
the peace within ...
with its silvery glow.....
the shining sky...
touches me ...
in a lazy loving smile....
dream came true ,
when held by you,
closer to your heart.
the anklet rings...
its golden bells...
spring came knocking by....
ran over the hill.....
to tell the world....
how happy am i.....

THANK YOUR MAKER.......
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL..........
LOVE YOURSELF......




shree

ami..i prem ami..i bhalobasha ami..i niyoti ..tomar

ekbuk neel akash niye ...
dubey jai nechey berai ...alor anginaye..
pahar churaye....
sobuj ghashe....
jhilmile kato pichhle pora kochi patar aloye...........dekhi tomaye ...dekhi tomaye
shudhu tomaye ...sarajibon.
polash fuley,shimul fuley.....
krishnachurar laler abhaye.....
dubey jai nechey berai.....alor anginaye
jharer akash ,chander alo....kepe uthe amar bukey ..
hawar dolaye ....brishtitey ek bheja dine....
chupi chupi dubi ekhon bhalobashaye ...premer jhoraye ...
hridoyjurey ...katoi khelaye..
dubey jai nechey berai .....alor anginaye.....
thotey sei mridu hashir ektu jhalak..chokher kaloi upchey pora khushir dana..
khute niy ..anchol pete...buker majhe ...
duhaatey jorai ami akul kora subash takey..
jeno kon ghumer ghorey ...swapan majhe..
elo kon ghurni tola batash niye..
shaler boney..kurchi fuler chador gaye...
dubey jai neche berai ....alor anginaye.....
boshey thaki protikkhate....
bhalobeshe...
niyotir taner mato..i
tomar amar jibon jurey...
premer majhe bhalobashaye...
dub satarey.....




apekkhaye ami