If life is a fine string of a musical instrument

Like a bonded labor I am forced to move a roundTo an orbit to which I am boundThe brightness of my face may glad youBut no pleasure is drawn by meI am fed on the lightAnd forced to smile for the sunThis sadness I have got none to tellWeather keeps changingEven clouds do not listen…

কর্মতেও উপাসনার সওয়াব পেতে হলে শুরুর পূর্বেই ঠিক করে নিতে হবে কাজের উদ্দেশ্যউদ্দেশ্য যদি হয় সৃষ্টি কর্তার সন্তুষ্টি লাভতখন কবিতা লেখা তো বিশাল বড় এক কাজশুধু বেঁচে থাকবার জন্য নেওয়া হয় যে শ্বাস প্রশ্বাস তাতেও আছে উপাসনারই সওয়াব।ওভাবে নয় আমি দেখি এভাবেউপাসনা করতে হলে এই দুনিয়ায় থাকতে হবে তোমাকে বেঁচেআর তুমি বেঁচে রইলে জীবনে তো…

Love moans a groan!

It is not rising on the topNor is it crushing down of me to the groundI did not fell in love eitherNor is it a breaking up of any relationNeither had I broken any ribNor I smashed my headI was in smooth sailing in my lifeNo subtle or no magical wordsNo extra ordinary puncture of…

really they are very fewin this world though theyare mostly adulterated,still they are, I believe,full of love and milkplease, do not de sacredthem, do not love toomuch deep to be calleda fanatic, look at the skythere is only one bright star,after so much churningwhatever you produceis not nectar, in the termof that in disguise, it…

To make float my lifeWiping the every shootOf my soul and heartSo many birds diedDied, too, my ‘dream bird ‘Again the soul getsSilting, smile on my face.

nothing need to proveremain true to what you aregive what you are in dire need

The ocean wide mysterious faceDeep blue sky dazzling grace,What a spell you spread!How to play, how to deal the trade!Spinning and whirling my head.If Love, love is the gameThousand times I written your name.All the time haunting my mindYour nano magnetic smile.Gorgeous picture kept in secret file,Your pose is a seductive ballistic missile.Lipstick coated lips,Crunching…

Peace, love, respect all are bluffI am a real man of realityI had never been in whims and fanciesRiding or driving a BMW carIs more enjoyable than reading a poemThe touch of a smooth skinIs more of a thing to brag on the street thanTo be proud of a moralistTest a pious man todayAnd make…

While I have none.!But I was in loveAs strong as deathBut bit by bit I am losing,Will my love die?It is me, green in the eye,Grievously in the graveDrinking my own bloodAnd eating my own flesh.I feel lonelyIn front of my smiling enemy.I can’t cut jocks and make funI can’t keep mockingSuddenly I feel I…

My soul is in the heartI shall keep you there,

Some body sent me aloneTo meet you all,When I wentEvery body was movingI found the markets lonelyAnd the streets very empty.I took a painful pangNot for myself but for themAs I have two friendsTo play with …..One is my own beloved mindAnd the other is our beautiful child,