I stare at thee and see you, my mentor,
It’s nothing but an illusion;
May be it’s someone else I look for,... more »
Keep knowing this, rather
I was born. before the birth of my father.
And my hairs turned into white
Before growing my hair and other.... more »
My pains, with none to share.
My gains, with none to share.
Only we were the each other.
To me, It is thee;... more »
It makes all the difference
Between Them and me
From all my friends, fellow country-men and poets
What's that? can you guess?... more »
I know all the funeral practices and burial customs
Of my people, in respect of religions and ethnic groups
Hundreds of thousand years passed... more »
All my childhood songs I handed over a flutist. He tuned up a joyful melody, but his face remained melancholic as if covered with a long shadow of afternoon. After all these days, I've forgot that ...... more »
Rending the veils of this visible night,
Speak out, you speechless voice!
In this black tiles darkness, bow to a smooth tone... more »
A hand full of water, as viaticum,
I started my journey for your unknown destination
On my way... more »
There is no rush; come slow and majestic!
Decorate yourself for a long period, if not satisfied __
Dismiss again, have newer ornate
Then remove again and again __... more »
All the marks are not eternal __
The sea knows it.
How many footprints are there across the sand dunes!... more »
Take off all the cream of resound from the stillness
provide me a lifetime as short as the Autumn noon
But beauty spreading, peaceful and majestic... more »
There are abandoned, torn apart shoes to and fro
By the discarded road side;
Crazy, the mad horse that running far away... more »
।। সমুদ্রে তোমার শাড়ি ।।
আমার পায়ের নখ বেড়ে যাচ্ছে, সৌদামিনী, তোমার ঊরুর স্নেহ দেবে? মিষ্টিতর কবিতার মতো ছন্দে উঠে যাবো নির্ধারিত দূরত্বে তোমার! যে-নারী সমুদ্রে নেমে একবার স্নান করে, সে তো আর...... more »
U la la, u la la, u la la, u la la...
ho ho ho ho, ha ha ha ha...
Our irresistible fate is:... more »
In search of Wedding-Suburbs
Love has reached at Wastage-cities.
Our own plants and trees are growing up... more »
I saw a new born baby lying unattended
On the footpath; as a poetry, neglected.
With due respect
I hold her in my hands, as if I found some gold;... more »
USA, stop your Caravan!
You are so tired of empowering Israel,
Tired of running towards
Middle East... more »
Our bashful poems are living
At those rural townships, moving
On hooded rickshaws, amid dirt... more »
Slender, spindle, without fiber and wood-value
And wrongful the tree was
A few trees entered into its desire
Then, all... more »
Are you growing parallel to death?
Countless, numerous, dead cells are
Growing there, in your body.... more »
It's ringing the cellphone, continuous
Sound neutral, unconcerned the kitchen is
It's ringing the cellphone, continuous... more »
Nights: a shadow condensed gradually
Combined and growing
Those who have been formed shadows... more »
In the Olive garden, the children are sleeping by the fire;
They are safe, quite alright. The pet cat's
Watching them... no problem.... more »
প্রভু: এখনই সময়। গ্রীষ্মটা ছিলো অপরিমেয় দীর্ঘ।
সূর্যঘড়ির ওপর বিছিয়ে দাও তোমার ছায়া
আর মাঠে মাঠে বাঁধন আলগা হোক বাতাসের।... more »
[O bird, my lonely bird]
EVEN at the moment of burning, let the song remain... more »
While we claimed ourselves to be a nation
They made sense: barbarian, farmers, subaltern
We claimed our sounds and signs to be a language... more »
Once I asked to the Pigs:
Of all the vegetables, which one is the best?
They made a chorus: Arum!... more »
Always from your greedy bites;
Leave the apple now!
Suddenly the sawmills achieve electric speed
No forest there, at all
A few scattered trees
Dancing and running— towards the mills
There is a river on the other side of the forest:
It can't shout louder than the crickets