One day hopefully tomorrow will be today
This sorrow and pain will be killed
and pushed into the past tomorrow
this defeat and despair will vanished
into the past
hopefully one day the better future
will be my present
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To make my life beautiful
One of them is searching a touch stoneIn life whether I will get it or notTill date I am not sureBut I am telling you one thingLife is losing its beautyAnd I remain no younger any more
Once I had a lovely garden
So I forgot to express gratitudeThough the trees grew big and tallBut did not bear any flower and fruitI complained and had grumblingsAnd trees shed their leavesCompletely, bare they becameAnd I went restless and paleIn despair I gave upAnd nothing more I expectedBut at my surprise one day I sawIn plenty the trees bore flowers…
Somehow
Cutting through the darknessBut before I perceive anythingI become really sickNothing new I findEverywhere there is a brilliant discourseOn the topics and of the same old clichesAnd all around in abundance spread and scatteredThe scarcity of wit and eleganceBefore my pride bursts into the sky with a bangSomeone comes near me and in whisper I…
Synonyms of life
There are no two wordsExpressing the meaning similarBut you take a leaf out of my lifeGive a twist and turnAnd write a new bookWith words from thesaurusOf which till date I did not find any substituteThough you have not left any explanationAnd I know not the reasonYet I happily reciprocate to what you meanIn between…
Whom I should blame and for what
What I should know about othersWhen I know not much about myself;Love grows not in my poisonous heartBy mere writing some passionate love poemsAs I have not yet got victory by puttingMy feet over the hill of accumulated grieves;What knowledge I should spread aroundWhen I have not yet learned to respectThose who dislike me for…
Though I am not aged too much yet
In my own family in my won houseI get the sense that I am overlooked and ignoredJust on the other dayMy only daughter was discussing somethingI thought it was very importantAs it was on the matter of our familySo I added my points clearlyBut it seemed that she did not hear me well;Once there was…
One day hopefully tomorrow will be my day
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In life
I miss somethingIn the empty spaceAmong the wordsAnd in between the gapOf two linesAs I can not delveAnd becomesA cascade of warm waterTo sprinkle upon youNor I can go high to condenseAnd fall upon youLike a drop of dewInappropriate becomeMy actionsLike the wordsI useWithout proper punctuationsMy intentions areLike my emotionsMisunderstood and misinterpreted.
কেন?
হে প্রভু,তখন হৃদয়ে ভালোবাসা নাই দিতে পারতে,যখন তুমি জানআমি ইচ্ছা পূরণ করতে পারবো নাতখন তুমি ইচ্ছা কেন দিলে?আমি জানিতোমার কোন কিছুই অজানা নয়,তবু তুমি আমাকে দিলে ভারযা আমি কোনদিন পারবনা বহন করতে ।.যখন তুমি জানতেআমার দ্বারা লেখা হবে না কোন উত্তম কবিতাতবু কেন কবি হবার বাসনা দিলে?শত চেষ্টা করেওআমার পরীক্ষায় আমি বিফল হবই হব,এও যদি…
The great men of the world
or after taking mealdid itso come and let’s have a chatphilosophizing on anything concerning usand reflect them back uponour livestoday we shall ponder on why nearly all of the prophetsin their early life were either a cowboy or a shepherdedthe reasons are theyor wethe human beingsdid they need a herd to guideor we behave stubborn…
After the end of the day
Slowly he goes to sleepWithout giving me what he promisedNext day in the morningHe comes with a new pledgeWhole day I work hardBut at twilightAt the time of payAgain he shows his red big eyesOn being cheated and insultedThe day I decide to chaseBehind the cloudslike a cowardHe hides his face.
A pang I suffer in my heart often
you mean when you say I loveyou as I differ from you inperspectives of things andyou are driven by your basicinstincts and I am by mine butwonder lies not in this similaritybut in how different they are!Moreover, when I reciprocatedyou did not understand the threewords as they have differentconnotations to you and I had mineand…
I sit and wish to write a poem
Meanwhile a storm risesAnd gets amok in the chestA boat of words I set readyTo sail over the risen seaBusy is the mindAnd somber is the moodWith a paper in handAnd pen in the mouthI go straight to another kingdomTo another wonderful placeThere I see promises I gaveBut have not kept those till dateMeanwhile a…