They all
Dance
Sing
And make noise
Being irritated
You catch and scold only
Loneliness.
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I was born before Sir Isaac Newton
I did not know the laws of gravitation, I meanAnd I was in a big football playgroundRolling like a rollerBut after knowing from the mouth of PythagorasThis world is not flat but sphericalI was frightened and became fearfulAnd stopped rollingToday I think and ask myself wonderingWhat? If I fell down and keep falling foreverAnd if…
For love and friendship
You burntAnd I lit a desireTo be a spiralUpwardForcefulAnd I rose at full freedomBut at the topI freezeAnd lay deadly alone
জীবনে এই প্রথম বর মতন
পাউডার সেন্ট মেখেদাড়িয়ে আছি ঘুপটি মেরেআসবে তুমি রানী হয়েসূর্য চন্দ্র গ্রহ তারাদেখবে সবাই এক যোগেকিভাবে হারায় লজ্জামনোহারী লজ্জাবতী হরিণী ।নুপুর পরে দুপুর বেলাতুমি যখন প্রজাপতিআমি তখন দস্যু হয়েচমকে দিয়ে দেব তোমায়বিদ্যুৎসম মানাক্কা মনচুরি।
Memories
When you ride on the wave of pastShaking moving we rush inTo occupy your mindAnd let you out dropsUse them as soapTo wash your heartAnd get help judicially to change your viewTo start a life fresh and newOr take them as pieces of diamondAnd leave them swinging, rollingAfter kissing and playing upon your cheeksThey will…
Count the heads
Under my shedAll poor and weakTo avoid tortureMy shadow they seekThey choose my shelterTo taste freedomAnd to get fresh airWith an open doorI lay like homeFor wretched and poor
Thousands of words have one meaning
And I never give up insisting that nothing is wrong with meIt is cognizable offense to sayYou go in your own wayAnd I walk my ownBecause the air you pollute that is also my breathDemocracy is not the rule of bullying majorityThe essence of it has nothing to do with physical or numerical strengthBut to…
They follow you all over
You want to leave behind,
But the painful ones,
Stay over,
And no matter,
How hard you try,
There are thing of which,
You’ll never be getting over.
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A big screen TV.
Where the notion of time does not exist,And political parties do not writeMy grocery list,Plus a kitchen, with veined marble counters,Where recipes flounder, missing the pointBetween dreams and bliss,Is certainly enough for me,And in no way, a living absurdity.
Poets have a greener sense,
They can sense the Universe,And then explain it all
Happiness,
Of pure delight,When lovers meet,A flaming light,A moment swift,That thrills the heart,Lasts a few seconds,Then, we must part.Forbidden Fruit,Happiness Is,The smallest taste,Then all amiss,True love is short,May not exist,And still we dream,Of hidden bliss.
The good words of Poets,
So often, mirrors that don’t disguiseThe frailties of humans, not so wise.So many poems rich and truthful,Words that sometimesOnly occupy a mouthful,But when inspirations rise,Can set the world on fire,Unite more than divide,Thru love, truth and desire,We see higher and higherThat there’s no great divide,No doubt it’s poem magicThat so long has thus survived,Not to…
I love the Mystery in all Art,
I really cannot visualize,A world without Artistic Ties.
We,
Try to analyze everythingAnd finally, we walk awayNot knowing anything,Theory and MysteryRemain,Our only tree of knowledge.
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Inter glide,
Poems ready
To be tried
Wait a minute,
Not so fast
Sharpen pencils
Very well,
If you fake it
It won’t sell
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You can never be jealous
The only ideal place,Where all fits like a glove.
I am a poet and a teacher,
But by now, I know,That unfortunately,And sadly so,The Forces of Evil, rule.
Like the prick of a pin,
May promote something worthwhile,That an able poet writesAnd may convert into a smile.
You think because you’re a poet,
Not true,It’s just that at certain moments,You may be,Or seem a little less Dumb.
In Love,
Their happiness is also your domainBut if the loved one,Is no longer there,How do you keep on living,Why and Where?Sad is the white Magnolia,Flower bloom,That proudly adorns the tree,Its green Lagoon,Sad is the moon in darkened, sky,That lost the earth, but cannot cry,Sad is the lonely heart, that feels despair,That’s lost its way and doesn’t…
In the Golden Trellis of Life.
I want to fill the EarthWith Song,Grateful melodies,Alive!For All that Love,And do no wrong.
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In Poetry they find
They’re very flow
Like the rivers,
To the Sea must go
So poetry is written
Free,
And knows, it must
Speak independently,
To the heart
But come directly
From the soul,
That shines with
Inner Love,
For all that lives
And all above,
In undiscovered skies
That give the Universe
Such a mysterious splendor,
As hearts and minds
Travel together
In search of
Total Harmony,
Forever.
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Art talks,
For peace and understanding,By love and creation,Making Beauty, its single Nation.
Heaven can be touched,
Angelic words all dressed in white,Have loving wings that can take flight,That’s why I whisper every night,‘I love you so, with all my might’
They tried and tried,
To be our guide,And make us better people,Yet, we do pray in disarray,And fall right off the Steeple.
Write Poet write,
To express yourselfWhether, you are read or not.How lucky, the Poet’s part playedIn this woobly stage called Life,To be able to write with such delightAnd express what’s in his soulWould it not be worth for that aloneTo have been born?
All that glitters is not gold,
Don’t grow oldThey’re to love, honor and holdTill the end of Time,I’m told.
It’s not better to have loved and lost,
When you have loved, the person gone,It’s an unfinished song that’s sung,And only half of you is there,Alone, no one to love or care.
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Go into Poetry,
So few are happy moments,
The rest are painful memories
That cut you like a knife,
So, can reading, writing poetry
Really help you stay alive?
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Yesterday, I think I dreamt,
Then Gene Kelly quickly came,Began, ‘Singing in the Love.’Love thy neighbor,Love thy self,Love the One you chose to love,No umbrellas for this rain,Only pray it doesn’t stop,For there’s Never enough Love.
The Liberty of color,
A White Rose,A symphony of beauty,Does compose,Bringing purity,To our Souls.
I suppose that spark is missing,
Maybe, I never had it,So, I had to let you go,But love once it has happened,If yours or even not,Leaves its lasting imprint,In your ever loving heart.
They have no dignity,
Their only in it,For the ride,And if you let themThey’ll take your hide.‘I’m running here,I’m running there,But hey, don’t call me,I just don’t care,I am the shadow,Of what I should be,If you are decent,Don’t be like me’Now,When you think of itHow can it be?That we are governed,By Insanity!
I want to be good
Says man in every landAnd I hunt and I kill,So often, at willCausing pain and chagrinUsing Evil as thrill,Causing mistrust and chill,Bitter footprints in the sand.Of what nature do we comeThat we’re stillSuch rotten scum,After millions we have killed?I cannot understandThat the HandThat’s used to saveIs the HandThat could somedayAlso be used, to kill…..
These are harsh times,
Difficult times,And all I’ve got to fight with,Are a couple of stupid Rhymes,It’s not fair!
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Ever in motion, never at rest
The sneaking invaders of the quiet
HEIGHTENED PERCEPTION
An ocean in a drop of water
The Cosmos in a speck of dust
A divine spark in every being
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As the shadows began lengthening
Through the cobbled pathWith stinging stones under my feetAnd piles of golden clouds floating aboveEnjoying the whistling of the wind through the reedsInhaling the saline air, smelling of rotting seaweedsOn the vast strand, I stood for longFeeling the foamy fringes of water lapping at my feetAnd sensing the sand slipping away under my feetI watched…
My mind, a reeling top
Indivisible!
The wind over the dead leaves
‘A-l-li-zz zz-zn-a-u-g-h-t’The billowshowl-‘NONEwaitsforNONESoizzZZzzTIME’The Oldbemoans-‘Iama-lone.’Reciting the saga of painthat never diesThe sea of lifeflowson and on………….
He knew it was certainly a crime
But she was so charmingHer beauty was disarmingThat in thoughts, he carried her all the time
A dandy butterfly
Kissing each in turn
As she bent down unintended
Stuck on the two moonMaking him swoon…………………………………. …..Just fun, no offense intended!