hathat hawa pechon theke chomke dae
phire takatei porda heshe othe...
kirokom bicchiri meghla andhokar..
aro beshi kalo holei patar sabuj rong
bodlate suru kore...
tarpor nijera bodle giye bidghute chokh ...
takie thake amar dike
amar samne char jon bandhu, dui bandhobi
golpo kori, galper sange khun akeoporke...
aro beshi brishti hole bandhu r bandhobira
bodle jete thake..
tader kotha, bodle giye chondo
tader dari coma bodle giye anubhuti
tarpor lomba nistobdhota....
atodiner sabdo gulor jano ghum bhenge jay
brishti kome gele abar sei galpe fire jai
jekhane sudhui dari coma r full stop.
- by wreetojyoti
About Me
- Wreetojyoti Ray
- giving a practical view on myself... m a human being with usual dreams of shining in life, getting married to my "dream girl" and live happily ever after ..... and for a true identity I’m a person who is always in a conflict with this materialistic world..... in time of sorrows my ailment is songs of Rabindranath... the rest of the time i spend with my books , music and o’course my camera ... when i cry in pain. drops of tears roll down my face...and i maintain a dead silence.....and when i laugh, I maintain an applauding sound.... unlike sukanto i never saw the moon as a baked bread.....but it seems to be very lonely out there....and i find a fellow mate to whom I can say “so how was ur night” people tells me I’m an introvert..... i tell myself i feel it useless to share my thoughts with this practical world.... i write sentences. virtually of no meanings.. i like to hangout with my friends. the regular addas,, parties with cakes and ales are also what i cherish a lot in my life. but when i return home., completing that day’s journey through the road named life.. I return to my own world.. Whom I name it as the “world of desertion”
Saturday, August 6, 2011
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