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    Desire

    The millennium is over,
    How much water flows in the river Padma,
    Someone keeps track of that!
    In this short-lived life,
    Filled with ups and downs,
    Only waves of pain flow.

    I am at the crossroads of tomorrow,
    With aspirant hope raising both arms.

    Everything is in motionless motion-
    All speeches seem to be lost,
    All reflections have disappeared,
    Only the heart can tell, whom it wants.

    Turn around silently,
    The mountain of thoughts are in front,
    Can they be recognized?
    Time flies like a butterfly
    Wants to look at the annihilation,
    Again searching for what has been lost on the way.

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     FRIEND AND COMPANY


     

    I would have sought conscious shelter in the shell-world, as a necessary, inevitable self-discovery, in which my eternal wandering mind might be enlightened, and now I would seek a companion in this earthly One-world. For the umpteenth time, the idle minute, like the mouth of tadpole-embryos, hesitates within me, while the blood-blasting holy fire of twilight gleams back on the crystals of weary windows.

    Many a time have I been compelled to listen to the scrape of words hammering on the tweaked marrow of my brain: at once sculpted and then captured by the shape-shifting thought. Could my exhausting labours be of any use?! Endless Executioner-Time, thou at once cursed and cast out from the unsteady paths of human existence - in me still the consciousness struggles on, like the instincts of circulating molecules of tireless cells; all may one day be clear and right!

    Man, this earthly creature, is now not only vile, but indifferent to the co...

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    Maa ruthi ho tum

    𝐌𝐚𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐣𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢,  ð­ð®ð¦ð¡ðšð«ð¢ 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡 𝐤𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 
    𝐢𝐤 𝐦𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐢 𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐚,𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢 -𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥  ðœð¡ðšð­ðš 𝐡𝐚𝐢,
     ð¢ð¬ 𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐨...

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    GO WITH PEACE

     

    I know that every day I see the fact that family togetherness is full of selfish, warring interests, and romantic love is a deceitful tactic. This is how one buries oneself in two-tiered loneliness, because even if one wants to believe that one can change, one can surrender to the logic of thoughtful relationships.

    The will often explodes like an atom - it can provoke unpredictable, unpredictable quarrels - then we should quickly retreat to no man's land, voluntarily, and ponder the weight of our sinful, gallant words. In glaring, naked-eyes, too, armour often squeaks that the kiss is about to kill, enriched by human instinct-feeling, the ancient fog-formula of "hate and love" at the same time.

    So why, laughing and crying, can we run over each other?! This is how the secret weapon of love and love's suicidal suicide destroys everything in itself; wildly raging bull impulses can flare up again and a single minute is too long - th...

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    Love the Conquerer

    ```Love the Conquerer``` 

    *In you i found a wife
    A wife to share my life
    Baby You bring out the best
    Making me forget the rest
    In your warm embrace i nest
    You warmed my heart which had been  cold like the crest
    Of the mighty Mt Everest

     

    Distance is just but a stretched mile
    Yes it may be long like the Nile
    But i feel your presence in a while
    I crown you a thief
    A thief without motive
    For you are the thief who stole my heart
    Keep it my love keep it safe

     

    You are a flower in the midst of flowers
    A flower with rare abilities and powers
    The flower so fresh and so fragrant
    You are making me a migrant
    A migrant seeking refuge
    I just wanna nest in your beautiful petals

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    Love the Conquerer

    In you i found a wife

    A wife to share my life

    Baby You bring out the best
    Making me forget the rest
    In your warm embrace i nest
    You warmed my heart which had been  cold like the crest
    Of the mighty Mt Everest

    Distance is just but a stretched mile
    Yes it may be long like the Nile
    But i feel your presence in a while
    I crown you a thief
    A thief without motive
    For you are the thief who stole my heart
    Keep it my love keep it safe

    You are a flower in the midst of flowers
    A flower with rare abilities and powers
    The flower so fresh and so fragrant
    You are making me a migrant
    A migrant seeking refuge
    I just wanna nest in your beautiful petals

    I feel the raindrops on my roof
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    UNATTAINABLE EDEN

     

    When we were very young and tender, when the unattainable Eden secretly came to us, and love rode on our elastic spines in the immortal fulfilment of the Universe, and we died as two bodies, like heroic lovers existing for each other in the holy heat of the moment. To each other's delight-quenching budding lips we asserted, "I love you" - And entwined in each other, like a creeping, twisting amber, like a lava-flame, redeeming joy also breathed out voices of prayer.

    And yet, tempted to sin, a solemn night Brought to two in love's sinful days Eighty and absolution in hellish days. The malleable plasticine of our bodies was instinctively joined. Each of us became an integral part of the other, and the secret happiness that existed for each other: the fearful anxiety in us became a disembodied sentinel: "You will never leave me, will you?! I need you!

    Your lily-headed head, like a giving petal unfolding itself, leaned silently...

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    A CONVERSIONAL VIEW

     

    You see I'm still here for you. For your body, budding from the chalices of buds, I would fly to you with listening words. I am different from most of the brainwashed. A vulnerable child with a bruised head, a wound that heals only when you comfort it with your healing kisses.

    In the deep pool of my trembling eyes, if you look, you can see my fugitive past. My lips would still praise thee, and the self-sacrificing angel-mirror of thy being. My dear, my dear, you know I am still very afraid: in my stunned soul the cacophony is so great when can there be a separate peace with redemption?!

    On my face the horror of conscious devil-spasm Hides behind my smile. My heart, like a clinking iron, is burdened with heavy boulders, For all is long since broken at home, And not a day can pass without a delay in defence. Perplexity approaches daily, and if I am not careful I shall soon be tempted to die in terror for thy crystal-clear holy smile!

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    A group of fireflies

    A group of fireflies,
    With longing for life, very quiet
    Spread the light in the darkness of the bamboo garden and say,
    We wanted to enlighten the whole world like this-

    A group of fireflies,
    Illuminated,
    The house where the unlucky mother turned off the lamp, without any compensation
    Till the sky becomes rubicund, by the dawn-

    A group of fireflies,
    Forgetting arrogance, gathered under the bench of Dukhai's kitchen
    Gathered, and brightened with the light,
    Until the fire in the oven is re-ignited.

    A group of fireflies,
    When the gaps in the Mahogany tree vanishes, tell the full-grown moon to fall into the bushes of Phenymansa,
    Said, No problem, you get some rest,
    We are here to enlighten the earth.

    A group of fireflies,
    Woke up on the very first morning of the Ekushey,
    Shine by exposing the foot of the Martyr Monument,
    And they said, sleep...

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    MAN WATCH OUT!

     

    Man, you poor man! You who could scarcely restrain the torturing, murderous desires of your greed within yourself, and who, by your easy gain, have pushed your victims towards the craters of misery: to you is my only friendly advice to be taken today.
    Be ever vigilantly watchful of your honour, and guard rather as a guardian flame your morality, your unselfish responsibility for others.

    For this is your only armour of valiant endurance! Thou hast often been a molasses, a sissy, or a weak-willed wretch, who in nightmares often wet himself, and was diapered like a little child in his twenties, - so support the selfless humanity-manes by stubborn defiance-example yourself faithfully!

    Thou hast already paid with interest the honeyed preaching of thy tuition, thy animal labour, the honeyed preaching of thy career-baiting; if thou chase thy petty successes too long in thy stubborn and greedy gorging, thou shalt rot and soon fall as from the tree...

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