I grew an aversion to talk with virtual people

But from the beautiful facesI won’t take lies..When she says ‘’ I want to die ‘’in this world this isa great liein heart every one likes to liveno matter in what conditions,this is the quirkycharm oflifenone can denysuicide is not normalit is abnormal mental conditionit is forced uponand exceptional onethe beauties of lifelie not only…

হাল্কা চাল কদম ভারী তাতে ফুটিয়ে তুলেছে এক ভাবভাবে পরিষ্কার সে যে বুঝে বা বিশ্বাস করে সেটা মন্দ নয়বরং যুক্তির পরাকাষ্ঠায় অন্যের থেকে বহু উন্নত, সঠিকসঠিক বেঠিকের কোষ্ঠী পাথর সেটি তো বহুদূরনাগালের মধ্যেই তো আছে তার বিদ্যাবুদ্ধি একটু যাক ধরাকিন্তু ধরতে যাবো কি তার আগেই সে চড়ুই দেয় উড়ান ফুড়ুৎঘুলঘুলির পাখি ঘুলঘুলে যাবে পাগাল যাবে…

Then the head is mere a scary skullAnd the brain is not sharp but fully dull.The dull head and the half- caped brainMakes you nothing but a person sodYou achieve but you achieve not a DiemThat left you stranded to appreciate god.The thing that swipes is called a swordThe man who understands the essenceTo him…

Her mother bought a kit of pregnancy from the marketAnd after testing, mother found her girl pregnantShe shouted, cried and cursedAnd asked her daughter who was that pig that done to her like thisDaughter took the mobile and made a callFew minutes later a man came and entered into their homeAnd told her parents that…

Proverbs are power house of wisdom to some‘’Tit for tat ‘’is one such ring of diamondWorn on their necks, revenge is its another sweet nameThe lure or the allurement of it is so strongThat hardly could I, too, avoid to use itTo answer any misdeeds done to meSo I hate those who hate meThis is…

Water flows and life goes betterOne dove and many hopes underOne sky holds many stars aboveWhen two hearts fly we call it love.

with a soft smile in her faceand apologetic eyesso many wordscreep inyou might thinkshe can not take the loador she might thinkthat poetry will not workif any one of them iseven half truemy life is dashedI am ruinedAs she is none but my wifeAnd you knowPoetry is my lifethe joy and light of my heartBut…

Without any stoppage which flowMurmuring like a gust of windFor a moment if I close my eyesI sink into an unfathomable deep of timeIn the stream of an ocean hissing me up aroundIn the middle of multitudes I never ever feltLike an autumnal fallen foliage, floated away.

still I visualizewhen I close my eyes, tighta vivid fresco, a designed portraitwonderfully depicted on the canvasin my acrylic, casein or gouache heartwith all the shadeslight, dim or duskymesmerizing in all the anglesright, acute or obtusein all kinds of shapes and sizesround, oval or squireit is majestically fantabulous, terrifically hypnoticit shakes me up, if I…

They must have got a well thought planAnd preparation from their childhoodWhich I missedAnd in that sort I had noneI thought I was lostWithout having anything substantialBut I had enough time aheadOnly I needed financial assistance.But at homeWe had hawks who had been doing nothingAnd waiting like vultureTo see me stop my dream runSo that…

Have the stones gone soft or our hearts grown into damp woodCould we not bring that spark which we used to have in our hug ,Where gone those passions rich and glowing, could not we renewThem again? The wind is very harsh now and nights are nasty cruel.Where is the raw smell of the roses…

None was thereExcept some birds and insectsOver my headFloating freely on the lapOf the wide and highAnd kissing the windsThe cloud letsSoft and passionate,Below standingMe the tragic heroWith stern faceAnd red eyesReady to do the actionTo punch to kickTo whip and beat black and blueFor the every vices and evilsHe had been or used to…