tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62880664215996535472024-03-13T09:25:48.219-07:00Bidyut Jyoti Sarmapublishing my feelings.....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-45908623424628638932015-03-29T09:43:00.001-07:002015-03-29T09:43:35.107-07:00"Trust"<p dir="ltr"><br>
<br>
I was wandering in the turmoil of life <br>
Suddenly a stubborn feeling stroke me <br>
That feeling was planted on the soil of my heart. <br>
A tendered seed ! <br>
The green seed of a selfless love. <br>
Darkness of the new moon couldn't touch it <br>
Sombre of earth also dared it. <br>
It was the ladder for a sprouting love <br>
Known as trust.... <br>
</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-64379515159485846172014-12-26T07:25:00.001-08:002014-12-26T07:27:25.222-08:00Frozen<p dir="ltr">Oh winter,<br>
You come again with a sea of love<br>
Bring lots of hope to survive<br>
You entered to the depth of my heart.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Oh winter,<br>
Will you let me sleep on your lap??<br>
To kiss the hem of mist<br>
With my quavering lips .<br>
Will the blade of dew wetted grass<br>
Can recognize my teared eyes??<br>
Will you fulfill the dry land of my heart<br>
With your bosomed love ??</p>
<p dir="ltr">Oh winter,<br>
Hug me with your chilly wind<br>
I will warmth you with my December poems !!!</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0Kamakhya, Kamakhya26.166668 91.7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-10386759708651729062014-09-18T13:01:00.001-07:002014-12-26T07:28:49.324-08:00Welcoming Autumn..<p dir="ltr">শৰতৰ আগমন..<br>
নিয়ৰৰ দলিচাত তলসৰা শেৱালীৰ<br>
আমোলমোল সুবাস...<br>
ৰিব ৰিব মলয়াৰ পৰশত নৈৰ পাৰত<br>
কহুৱাৰ নাচোন...<br>
পথাৰ ভৰা শইচ দেখি আপ্লুত<br>
হোৱা কৃষকৰ ৰেহৰূপ..<br>
খনিকৰৰ হাতৰ পৰশত প্ৰাণ পাই<br>
উঠা মহিষমৰ্দিনী দুৰ্গাৰ মৃন্ময়<br>
মুৰ্ত্তি...<br>
ফাচীবজাৰত লানি নিচিগা ভিৰ,<br>
যান-যঁট...<br>
উন্মাদ কবিৰ শৰতৰ<br>
প্ৰতি থকা 'বিশেষ' অনুৰাগ ...<br>
ইত্যাদিৰ পৰা অনুমান কৰিব<br>
পাৰি যে এয়া উৎসৱৰ বতৰ, আনন্দ<br>
উল্লাস কৰাৰ বতৰ ৷<br>
my heartyest welcome to the<br>
season of Autumn ..</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-21899905920857995312014-09-18T11:29:00.001-07:002014-09-18T11:55:14.262-07:00Blurred vision...<p dir="ltr"><i>Is there anyone left to sleep?    </i><br>
<i>Anyone wants to spend a sleepless night?   </i><br>
<i>Or only I remain as a witness of this darkness of night </i><br>
<i>Broken hearted, free minded a guy enjoying the sparkling stars...  </i><br>
<i>Intensity of moonlight could not remove my pains …  </i><br>
<i>I’m enjoying some virtual persistence of melancholic touch in this gloomy night  </i><br>
<i>Sacred of, if my imaginations fall down from the peak of dreams!  </i><br>
<i>Is there anyone left to sleep?     </i><br>
<i>I’m still awake to witness a suspicious night in the midst of this dead and alive! </i><br>
<i>I can’t sleep  </i><br>
<i>Dreams are same what I’ve seen in imagination or in this sleepless night. </i><br>
<i>I wish I shouldn’t be there. </i><br>
<i>Surrounded by some fears of breaking my dreams, losing them </i><br>
<i>At last, they throw me to a concreted wall… </i><br>
<i>Often I tried to watch something forcefully but it seems blurred… </i><br>
<i>However, sometime unknowingly an acquainted face appears before me  </i><br>
<i>Wanted to say something, ambiguous.. Blurred…    </i><br>
<i>I see her face behind the cloud and the dark of a dense foggy night,   </i><br>
<i>Called her loudly!   </i><br>
<i>She doesn’t listen … </i><br>
<i>Words started echoing and faded afterwards…   </i><br>
<i>Distractedly forwarded my hands to touch …but  </i><br>
<i>What is this? A body or a soul</i><br>
<i>Or a reflection? </i><br>
<i>Again some </i><i>imagination</i><i> </i><i>fall</i><i> down from the peak of dreams </i><br>
<i>Trying to catch out them </i><br>
<i>Failed, tried...failed   </i><br>
<i>Is there anyone left to sleep?     </i><br>
<i>No, no one.. </i><br>
<i>Its natural…  </i><br>
<i>Still I am not alone </i><br>
<i>There is someone for whom my heart weeps  </i><br>
<i>For me she also weeps! </i><br>
<i>If there is someone then why she left me at first sight?  </i><br>
<i>I’m still waiting for …… </i><br>
<i>I know, there is someone also spending the same sleepless night with me  :) :) </i></p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-32362059527030998312014-09-17T00:55:00.001-07:002014-09-17T04:02:10.206-07:00তিক্ততা. . .<p dir="ltr">জোনাকভৰা সন্ধিয়াৰ <br>
         স্নিগ্ধ জোনটিলৈ চাই<br>
বিছাৰিছোঁ তোমাৰ<br>
          নীলবৰণীয়া ওঠৰ হাঁহি  ৷<br>
যন্ত্ৰণাৰে পীড়িত <br>
             মোৰ পৃথিৱীলৈ<br>
তুমি নামি আহিছিলা<br>
        এটুপি নিৰ্ভেজাল বৰষুণ ৰূপে ৷<br>
সাৱটি ৰাখিব খুজিছিলো তোমাক<br>
            হৃদয়ৰ এটি নিভৃত কোণত ,<br>
আলফুলীয়াকৈ ৰাখিছিলো <br>
              জীৱন যুজত ,<br>
আগবাঢ়ি যোৱাৰ<br>
            একমাত্ৰ সাহস স্বৰূপে ৷ <br>
কিন্তু, সময় আৰু সমাজৰ<br>
               নিৰ্মম বাধাই ,<br>
তোমাক কাঢ়ি লৈ গ'ল<br>
         মোৰ আকাংক্ষিত মৰমৰ পৰা ৷<br>
ব্যৰ্থ হলো তোমাক পাবলৈ<br>
          ই সাম্ভাৱ্য আছিল মোৰ বাবে ,<br>
হেৰুৱাইছিলো নিজকে তোমাৰ মাজত <br>
         মনলৈ উপলব্ধি অহা নাছিল ,<br>
তুমি যে এখন আকাশ<br>
             মই মাত্ৰ পৃথিৱীহে  !!</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-61214441884482589792014-09-13T09:38:00.001-07:002014-09-13T09:38:13.470-07:00এজাক বৰষুণ ...<p dir="ltr"><br>
গছৰ জীৰ্ণ পাতবোৰক জিপাল<br>
কৰি তুলিবলৈ ..<br>
মৰহি যোৱা ফুলৰ সুবাস তুলিবলৈ ..<br>
মাটিৰ কেচা গোন্ধৰ প্ৰাণ সঞ্চাৰ<br>
কৰিবলৈ ..<br>
কৃষকৰ মুখত সুখৰ হাঁহি বিৰিঙাবলৈ ..<br>
শৰতত শেৱালী ফুলাৰ বতৰা লৈ ..</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-6781702549237372922014-09-06T08:30:00.001-07:002014-09-06T08:30:36.733-07:00Wedding of a whore....<p dir="ltr">Her lovers boozed up , embraced her ,Taking the pleasure of her soul <br>
But she is scared , she is no longer a virgin ...<br>
If he get a hint of it ..!<br>
Adherence of fair and lovely cover up her youthfulness (!)<br>
Still she want to get married .<br>
She has a dream to be a mother of a legal child.<br>
How much she will throw the assholes on the lap of nature ..!<br>
Today we won't find any of those scoundrels ,the so called gentleman.<br>
Cowards are ashamed of receiving her invitation.<br>
But once they deceived their wives to spend the pleasurable nights with her chastity.<br>
But today she won't weep for those pains ,<br>
Rather she will accept someone wholeheartedly and oath to be a chaste wife. :) :)</p>
<p dir="ltr">There's no sign of tyres of luxury cars in her gateway.<br>
There's no mark of inebriation , physical pleasure..</p>
<p dir="ltr">Today ,the wedding of a whore. </p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-46874814041616706302014-06-22T13:16:00.001-07:002014-12-26T07:30:27.172-08:00Unspoken Tone<p dir="ltr">Feelings flowing in my blood<br>
Trembling like an unspeakable voice<br>
At times it's calm<br>
At times thump loud..<br>
Your presence thrilled me<br>
It was the best ornament for my life.<br>
Blood shaken by your presence.<br>
When the evening falls<br>
My soul took me to the staircase of feelings,<br>
Tried to go up<br>
To touch the quietness of the sky !<br>
Wish to ask for a bit of blue..!<br>
But fingers started shaking<br>
No no ,I can't do it.<br>
Come down with the empty hands<br>
Grasp the soil and started moaning.<br>
Sky is a dream for me !<br>
Trying to sympathize my breath<br>
Yes, today I am matured.</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-11085036867091833692014-05-22T13:19:00.001-07:002014-05-22T13:19:44.461-07:00Self thought #4 <p dir="ltr">I am living in a world...<br>
unspeakable, full of emoticons.. <br>
I keep hiding my feelings by taking the opportunity of quietness.. :)<br>
A ray of hope and creativity start my day..but I have to lock it up in a dark place..!<br>
Sometime the drops of melancholy creates heavy rain where I have to lost my reality.. <br>
A fear of identity crisis run after me.. I feel worry that am I doing any wrong or going against this beautiful world ??<br>
Because nobody gonna realize me it ..<br>
Sometimes these thoughts puzzled me. I scribbled down to write but the anchor of my soul betrayed me.. I have to resist myself .. Everybody left me.. silence arise for a while and at last these feelings stop working and turn me back to world of reality. :) :)</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-24886096295666153452014-05-02T10:31:00.001-07:002014-05-02T10:57:56.629-07:00Street Dwellers<p dir="ltr">I am a dweller of this busy <u>soil</u><br>
Sitting here before the heat of the day<br>
Wayfarers steps break my dream<br>
It gives me a sense of day spring!<br>
Skyscrapers are not my dream<br>
I am writhing under the heat of tent<br>
Essence of aristocrats touch my insipid soul<br>
It plays a role in filling up my empty bawl!<br>
              ---A reflection of street dwellers.</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-6790920028526545122014-04-21T07:34:00.001-07:002014-04-21T07:34:37.358-07:00Self thought #3<p dir="ltr"><a href="http://selfthought.me">Yes,</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">though I said but it is wrong..!</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Obstinacy lies in my blood.</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Anger also but lake of patience..</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">So anger and patience take the advantage!</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">I couldn't keep any relationship, friendship for long times..</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Still I thought lots of people care about me!</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">I never dreamt a dream that not mean I am aimless..</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Of course I haven't any higher </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">ambition</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">as</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> I am </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">not</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">belong</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> to </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">powerful</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">background</a><a href="http://selfthought.me">.</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Want to live a simple and happy life.</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Little much conscious about honesty, Respect in every step!</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Someone can find out vanity in me but yes I do wherever it necessary !</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Laziness</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">is</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">my</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">drawback</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">I</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">admit</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">it</a><a href="http://selfthought.me">.</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Oblivion</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">also</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">create</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">problems</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">in</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">many</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">steps</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">of</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">my</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">life</a><a href="http://selfthought.me">...</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">Still</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">I</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> am </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">trying</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">to</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">clear</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">my</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">deficiencies</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> !!</a><br>
<a href="http://selfthought.me">:) :)</a></p>
<p dir="ltr"><a href="http://selfthought.me">Cannot</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> </a><a href="http://selfthought.me">wind</a><a href="http://selfthought.me"> up ...... </a><br>
</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-51630997579224519262014-04-17T09:01:00.001-07:002014-04-17T09:01:05.535-07:00Happiness<p dir="ltr">I find you as the setting sun in my anticipated evening.. when I started to thinking about you..! <br>
then my all hopes turn to two drops of warm tears..! <br>
your vanity scattered my heart for a while but my dreams for you remain same and you can't be my past.. <br>
I know melancholies don't get any value but I have no regret for it!! </p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-22057482758894850282014-04-15T10:29:00.001-07:002014-05-12T08:15:45.740-07:00Darkness...<p dir="ltr">You want to be close to me<br>
But don't ask me about the<br>
Colours of my life.<br>
Melancholies of night are my favourite identity.<br>
Don't show me a dream<br>
Because I got my first lesson of life<br>
Inside the ribs of my mother's chest.<br>
I am not habituated with dreams!<br>
Don't ask me about the<br>
Colours of love,<br>
Neither flamboyance blown up in my heart<br>
Nor I know the colour of Golden Shower!<br>
I don't know how long a root of faith can sprout,<br>
I never stepped on the valley of relationship!<br>
I have an inborn practice of <br>
Having an affair with darkness!<br></p>
<p dir="ltr">(Published in 'Horizon' of The Assam Tribune of 9th May/2014 edition)</p>
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at the first lesson of alphabet..!<br>
I felt you when we were playing 'hide and seek' and you ran after me..!<br>
I was thrilled by your<br>
divine touch !<br>
I know it was an accident...<br>
but what could I do ..<br>
I am still distressed by it..<br>
l am wounded !<br>
I am wounded by your touch!!!</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203892398416642188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288066421599653547.post-14284168099604263772014-02-10T10:04:00.001-08:002014-02-10T10:07:50.466-08:00তিক্ততা-২<p dir="ltr">ফুলপাহ সযতনে ফুলি আছে <br>
কংক্ৰীটৰ মহানগৰীত <br>
ফুলপাহৰ স্থান এতিয়া <br>
'X' এনক্লেভৰ দ্বিতীয় মহলাত ৷<br>
ফুলপাহৰ সৈতে মোৰ সম্পৰ্ক আজন্ম মাথো সময়ৰ আহ্বানত <br>
তাইৰ স্থানৰ পৰিবৰ্তন ৷ <br>
তথাপিও সময়ৰ চঞ্চল বতাহজাকে <br>
তাইক আতৰাই নিব পৰা নাই <br>
মোৰ হৃদয়ৰ পৰা, <br>
অৱশ্যে বতাহজাকে <br>
তাইক উদ্বাউল কৰি তুলিছে ৷ <br>
ভোমোৰাৰ গুঞ্জনে কিজানিঃ <br>
তাইক নিনাদিত কৰি তুলিছে .....!!!!</p>
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