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Thoughts at random

In the sleepless nights or the most boring ride to the office through the lonely boulevard full of erratic traffic and bustling countrymen, my habit of punching the keypad sometimes make something that looks like a poem and this is my utmost naïve effort to collate some of them. Cheers!! You can read some of my other poems from HERE.

The Betrayal [12-Aug-06]
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I had a god
God that failed
To protect me,
To protect himself!

I had a god
Whom I trusted,
Prayed, worshiped.
A god, who in return
Dangled me to entertain his prostitutes.

Oh! The light bringer!
Where are you?
Take my soul, take me to hell.
I want to live, live forever in a place
Better than this

A Question of Heaven [March’2006]
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I have heard them saying
You are the supreme power.
I have seen them worshiping you
Like anything.
Is this what they give
For a life so painful?
It is the time for a show-cause
Why should you
Not be questioned?
Why am I given the name
Of a betrayer??

Superiority[12-May-2007]
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Dhabomaan hoisilu
Ek osin ‘DESTINATION’
‘DARK-DEVIL-JUDAS-LUCIFER’
Aadi prio shobdo,
Mur ‘ATTITUDE’.
Ek khyuv,
‘SUPREEM POWER’’r protaronar.
Hoitu asil mur ‘PARANOIA’.
Kihor protarona?
Mur jonmot tu hua nasil
Kunu doibyo-baani
Ek sundor jibonor protisruti !
Ki mur ‘SUPERIORITY’ ??

Her Love
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Her eyes speak faith,
Her lips sing life.
Her arms whisper confort
And her smile spreads peace.
She is the antidote to my venom
And her love,
A trap I want to fall again and again

Will name it later! :) [19-Dec-08]
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Eeverything is so foul,So unfair and unworthy
Except for a death, worth dying for!
Wake up, sleep walkers!
Give me your hand, join the rebellion.
Let me take the shit out of your robotic heads
Let me clean you and inject sense.
Let me lead you out of the puppet show,
Let me show you how to defy the master
And worship thyself!

Let it be unnamed too! :( [19-Dec-08]
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Let me cut the strings tonight,
They have always played the wrong tune.
Let me break this habit tonight,
The habit of living with a solace of an elusive hope.
The habit of giving, not getting.
Let me set my soul free tonight
Before it perishes.
Let me break the chains.
Let me fly tonight,
It smells so foul here!

Bargaining[12-May-2007]
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Tumar hahit
Udbhaxito hoi uthe mur jibon.
Tumar swopnalu dusokut
Dubi thaku moi protikhyon.

Tumar “xu-probhat”
Mur aanobik xokti
Protitu dinor jibon-jujot
Nomar jen ek o-ghuxito prostuti!

Aaha ami olop ‘bargaining’ koru-
Kiman moromor binimoyot diba
Exo xotangxo biswas?
Ek xagor ne ek akax?

Dhaar [01-Oct-2006]
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Mur iyat etiya xit,
Diba neki dharole
Olop grismo…
Olop axa…
Olop anondo…
Olop onubhuti…
Aru
Olop jiyai thokar habiyakh?

Maa ![10-April-2006]
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Aji tomale khoob monot porise,
Moi je bhagori porisu,
Aru kiman khuj kahim,

Maa !

Aji ghuri jabo khujisu
Akou tumar kaxoloi,
Xui poribo khujisu,
Prithibir xokolu dukh-kosto pahori
Tumar umal kulat,

Maa !

Dhaki diba muk aji
Tumar anchalere.
Numusiba mur khyoto,
Xikhon je letera hobo.
Numusu aji sokupaniu
Tumar anchalere.
Pobitra anchal tumar,
Mr je durgondhomoy xorir!