The reason I write is not you

Death is always a deathNo, life has another meaningOne for you and the other for meNo, it is not so simpleLike the lines, black and white of a bookNor it is, one for the poor and other for the richNo, it is not so easyLike the lines of your handsIt is hidden behind the wordsAmong…

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…

Love is rapeWithout itLove is joyRape is humiliationIt hurts stronglyAs it lacks anti – catharsis< br>rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape rape…

i am your subordinateyou are an indiscipline and a fool.

And telling you that with zealIt was very complicateSo, for a moment I pausedAnd dived to thinkThe story is telling about usAnd we are ourselves the charactersBut nowhere is the author, writerThis is a big trick played upon usAnd treated us, as if, we are pawnsMeanwhile you go impatienceAnd pressed me to tell youThe part…

One day there will be no timeThought of wonderI will be succeeded only by meTo remain foreverAlong with myselfUnconquerable and dimensionlessWithout reason and stupid logicStay like emptinessBlow like nothingness

and use them in building your poemor lay them on pavement for your lazy strollingas some poets dowhen they see God in shamblessacrificing animals! !even they see Him like hawker selling fruitsand in whore lane too(who sells whose body to whom?)same is the case when poetswithout any proper thoughtsregarding the birth of female speciesin compact…

কাটতে পাড়লাম যে কোন দাগ!যারা দাগ কাটতে বাঁধা হয়ে দাড়ায়তাদের উপর হয় বড়ো রাগরাগ হয় নিজের উপরেওআছড়ে আছড়ে পড়ে রাগ বাতের ব্যথাতেওসময়ে সময়ে অনুভব করি সময়ের বড় অভাবঅভাব আছে শব্দেআছে অভাব সূক্ষ্ম অনুভূতিতেভাবে ধার দিতে বন্ধ করেছি কথা বলাসঙ্গ ছেড়েছি সকল স্থূলতারএকা একা ছুটে বেড়াই ক্ষেত খামার নদী নালাহাতড়ে বেড়াই পাহাড়ের শৃঙ্গ আর সমুদ্রের গহ্বরতুলে…

I know my voyage will never endYet I hanker for a restFor a while I wish to close the doorBut life says it’s a luxury!I wonder how I can accomplishAs I have provisions very littleAnd my means are very humbleBut ahead I see so heavy so toughAll the tasks are very stupendous.While I feel nervous…

From where comes the doubtThat you never be lovedBut I wish you couldSee no one ever loveMore than I doWhen I see youI go without wordsAnd my stomach turns into a knotThe heart starts to acheWhich you do not knowBut gladly I suffer all the painTo see tomorrow your perfect face.

Then the thing ends here and the matter is overIf I do not, means I am liveThen what’s the thing to fear aboutLet things comeIn whatever way they wish to appearI am ready to face themAnytime anywhereI fear not any kinds of pain eitherFor the reason that if I can bear itThen what’s the thing…

To talk about ambrosial and eternal isA fashion of modern timeI have neither seenNor I feel themI shall not make you feel that, tooTill I am hungryWhat is the importance of love,When there is no equality?What are uses of equality,When you have not done to me any justice?Am I usurer of peace?Are you in favour…