without you…

Day and night
it strikes me with anguish,
and I’m tormented by the thought
that I’m torn apart from you.
Then I close my eyes
softly,
slowly,
and I see you,
walking towards me
wearing blue,
amidst crowd
where none but only you alive,
only you exist my love,
rest of the world – lifeless
numb.
Only your smile,
your eyes,
gestures,
alive
and I fall in love
with you again.
I live there
until I open my eyes
and the world drops dead
once again
without you in it.

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Tonight I see you…

Tonight
I see you —
walking towards me
tiptoeing
softly
in a gentle manner,
apart from all mortal beholders
going beyond all sights.
This rainy night sway
amidst all chilling drops
through the grassy meadow
of our last known —
togetherness,
an intense feeling,
caresses of your sensitive palms
and like a paint brush
your fingers mapping upon my skin.
You are reaching me – my sweet beloved
walking towards me
Tiptoeing
softly – gently…

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মনে পড়ে কি? এটা তোমাকে নিয়ে লিখেছিলাম সেদিন। শব্দগুলো আজও আছে। শব্দের মাঝে তুমি আছো। শুধু আমার জীবনে নাই তুমি……!!

 

Art of Scars

Seeing an unfathomable darkness
from the cracks of her sparkling eyes,
he dove in and there he met her scarred
— vulnerable self and the beauty of her
broken heart which he was completely
unaware of, and he couldn’t restrain
himself from falling — for
The art of scars she bears beneath
her skin…

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Today — I am married to her tear drops

Today —
I am married to her tear drops
Twinkling crimson rays of twilight
Crawling down her soft cheeks.
I make love to them at
The end of day —
When the mighty sun dies
And the moon high above the sky,
When the music is drunk
And each note dances upon the air.
I shake the fading stars
Bang the night
Frenzied my heart in amaze
Listening to the echoing sea shell
And I make love to her
I make love to her tear drops
Cascading in a whirling wind
Of words and phrases.

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Ache to be with you

Like a fragrance in the breeze your love hovers around me,
thought of you intoxicate my sole-self and such drowsy numbness-
that I had drunk vintage wine from your lips. Amidst cloud of faces,
noise alike I travel through a bee hive buzzing aloud but myself,
sitting somewhere far up above a mountain, in a sanctuary.
And my ears filling with your voice, a serene song of the constant flow-
of virgin brook from a high hill; so playful and alive and you never know,
how much I ache to be with you my sweet beloved for an hour!
From this constant rehearsal of quote unquote phrases inside my head
lying- enwrapped by your soft loving hands in a world where none intrudes.
And your playful mischievous movement of fingers cutting through my hairs,
underneath a starry sky accompanied by the queen of night-
the silvery moon from heaven blessing us with her eternal delight.
And falling dew drops covering us with a moist affection and mother nature-
silenced the world with an enigmatic touch and we may fill ourselves,
profusely; with the stream of affection and this night may occurred to be-
a sole remembrance of heavenly pleasures for which every time I return,
again and again to embrace thousand deaths only to be with you . . .

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