Arun Maji Poems

বাঙালীর বয়স চল্লিশ হয়ে গেলে
"প্রেম" নামে লজ্জাবতী নারীর
"সবেধন নীলমনি একটা মাত্র ব্লাউজের"
সামনের বোতাম ছিঁড়ে যায়।
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মৃত্যুর পরে তোমরা, আমাকে মনে রেখো না।
মৃতের কান নেই, চোখ নেই, মুখ নেই, মস্তিষ্ক নেই
জীবিত পৃথিবীর ভাষা, মৃত মানুষ বোঝে না।
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May be, I don't love you often.
But when I do, I do it deepest, sweetest.
As if, I am you, you are me.
As if, river within me flowing to your sea.
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Without you, all is so dark;
dark is vast withering space
dark is painfully dying time
dark is my pale, putrefying soul.
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You are beautiful as it is
like a silvery dew drop—
shining, singing and dancing
on surface of red flowers.
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Bless me,
so that I can kiss her lips
and die in her embrace.
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In blink of an eye, I loved you.

May be- not you, but your eyes.
They are so serene as silence
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Come to me naked, purely naked.
I love you, cherish you as you are,
a beauty without any wear or flower.
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I love the way you are.
your light and shadow, arch and bow,
cry and laughter, bend and curvature,
all so appealing! All so astonishing!
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all will die
all will die so miserably;
except the one who holds a rose while dying
and say- "where are you? I am waiting so long for you! "
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