Shomoi-ta budbud
Joto labh toto shud
Anondo morichika
Shotya-ta bibhishika
Shohoj shorol mone
Chokiter alodon
Rastai chaka jam
Chokrete bidhi baam
Ronger pahade jeno
Aguner porichoi
Hothat ghumonto mone
Achomka shihoron
Otiter chaya shudhu
Hoi taar aboron
Swapner haatchani
Mlaan kore shob glani
Okaron ucchashe
Klantir porajoi
Bhobishyoter aasha
Dei tar buke bhasha
Prachiner anginate
Notuner jagoron
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Okarone
Prithibita akash chere
Nana ronger chobir phanke
Shunye kono ukti niye
Mukta hoye dhai;
Ja geche tar jabar pala
Phire aashe bhober khela
Sango hobe ratri amar
Shei praate
Nana ronger chobir phanke
Shunye kono ukti niye
Mukta hoye dhai;
Ja geche tar jabar pala
Phire aashe bhober khela
Sango hobe ratri amar
Shei praate
Memories
Theres no answer in this phoneline
Theres a dancer by the moonlight
The heavens go piping on
The flying white tragedy
That crowds your memories
Is drifting away with the dawn
Red are the herrings that float in the lake
Tingling to the rustle of the wind above
Reaching for a playful song
Thin thread of life hanging bare
The thrill of awakening still in the air
Memories fade but live on
Theres a dancer by the moonlight
The heavens go piping on
The flying white tragedy
That crowds your memories
Is drifting away with the dawn
Red are the herrings that float in the lake
Tingling to the rustle of the wind above
Reaching for a playful song
Thin thread of life hanging bare
The thrill of awakening still in the air
Memories fade but live on
Burden's end
The thrill of unfocussed oblivion
The tentacles spread thru the haze of the mind
Bringing absolution;
Riding the moonlit night of sorrow
A solitary beast struggles forth
Hope gasping thru its breath
The tired fluttering of its giant heart
Giving up to the earth its final warmth.
Cardboard spattered with blood
The musk of the lather, the spoke of the brush
Filtered down as heaven converges;
The destiny of the ‘morrow is assured
Nowhere lies the path but inward
The beginning is nothing but the end foretold.
The cycle grows the memories fade
A faint flicker that was life
Is swallowed in its wake
The brooding tensions denounce
The stark predictions of great moments to come
The futility is to be forgotten
As the wheel of time rolls on.
The tentacles spread thru the haze of the mind
Bringing absolution;
Riding the moonlit night of sorrow
A solitary beast struggles forth
Hope gasping thru its breath
The tired fluttering of its giant heart
Giving up to the earth its final warmth.
Cardboard spattered with blood
The musk of the lather, the spoke of the brush
Filtered down as heaven converges;
The destiny of the ‘morrow is assured
Nowhere lies the path but inward
The beginning is nothing but the end foretold.
The cycle grows the memories fade
A faint flicker that was life
Is swallowed in its wake
The brooding tensions denounce
The stark predictions of great moments to come
The futility is to be forgotten
As the wheel of time rolls on.
Trivial pursuit
The pliant purple miracle - of polymorphous shape
The starlit night, that stands agape
The porcupines of grassy veldt
Uncover the raw ravine that held
A thundering thigh - a raven claw
Exposed to the weakness - in the raw
The craven depths of fortune shook
With each passing gelatinous look
The hands they quivered the hips they soared
The thrill of the ocean spent on the floor
The ragged spurs of mountains
The hills around zuiderzee
The abyssinian wrath and frothing
In the cloud that covers me
The starlit night, that stands agape
The porcupines of grassy veldt
Uncover the raw ravine that held
A thundering thigh - a raven claw
Exposed to the weakness - in the raw
The craven depths of fortune shook
With each passing gelatinous look
The hands they quivered the hips they soared
The thrill of the ocean spent on the floor
The ragged spurs of mountains
The hills around zuiderzee
The abyssinian wrath and frothing
In the cloud that covers me
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