Dugga Dugga

Aaj shokaler brishti janiye gelo pujo eshechhey... 
Ghonta nei, dhak-dhol nei .. shudhui jhom-jhom-e metechhey
Jhom-jhom er suur eriye, ektu pothe egiye, aalo jodio berolo,
Tobey eki? tulor megh je kaalo, kash fuul jawl er tolay haralo.

Prithibi juurey lal hahakaar, maa er kaachhe lukiye rakhi
Amader 'sonar bangla' notun rong-e juure amra sukhei (bodhoy) aachi

A

Morey Jaoaar Gaan

Keno osthir osthir e pipasha
Jani na e ki hingsha na hotasha
Obhishap gile birokti Ar byastota
Chhera bostar bostubaad ta
Aakkhep acid er jibon
Kichhu Hatchhanir prolobhon
Keno beche dewa okaron
Ochena joto aabhoron
Bishhash jeno Shudhu bondike
Kalo istofa e prithibir jomite
Bishree joto mostoker bomite
Chabuk marte marte morte

-A

Illusion is reality

Illusion is imaginary

But it gives life, propels energy

Or sometimes, lets breathe

In the blissful shroud of ignorance and happiness.

In belief thus remains sanity (or a false sense of it)

And that is freedom of the heart

For when a soul strikes its course

It knows not why or how, except that it has to

Same for life, we know not the meaning

Or the reason of livelihood;

Of being born, eat, grow and die.

All but faith, a credence, a certitude

A feeling of 'Yes, what I think is true'

A

Anger

Wrath disturbs my thinking
Thunder frequents chaos
That day and today,
Tomorrow; may be forever
I remain angry like the storm

Silence disturbs my sleep
Close to hell, the red: close to blood
Home comes to hatred
Longing for the island without sun
Which remains dry like death

Breath disturbs my smelling
Smoke, smoked to burnt

-A

Lost in time

During day I did not
Dusk brought night closer
And I gazed outside the window
Into the bewilderment

You smiled and asked 'Why?'
I don't recall whether I smiled
But I looked back, unscathed
Into the fanthomless darkness

The engine blew another siren
Foretelling the hour of uncertainty
We remained silent as ever
And the journey continued...

No one knows for sure
What happened that night
Or the next morning
But I lost You forever

-A

Lonely Eyes

Forget pearls
I'm not an oyster
but an empty peanut shell
carnival girls threw on the ground
remember

and remember it well

When was it last that you laughed?
and was I there when you did?
Did I sell you the soul
portrayed in my role
or the life my persona hid?

I try to be me
but sometimes my Me is really a You
and the bubble gum pop you see in my eyes
is a reflection of lights from the rides
I ride
in an attempt to be loved

but how can you love a window
who masquerades as a mirror
when the carnival hits its crescendo
and tonights expectations are clear?

When the lights go out on Center Stage
you'll see complexity
waxed simple with Age
and wonder
what wonders you missed
behind the eyes
the Lonely eyes of child

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

I Forget sometimes

I sit staring into no where
Focusing all my energy
Into concentrating on the TV
Or whatever is keeping me from thinking
Because sometimes I forget
That you're not here
Or I'm not there
That I can't lean to the side
And fall in your arms.

And sometimes I open my mouth to speak
Or criticize the stupid movie I'm watching
And it's not until the echo of my own voice
Is ringing in my ears
That I realize I'm talking to no one.

And sometimes when I hear your voice
I turn to give you a hug
But it's not your arms that I find
Only the nothingness
That reminds me
Your voice comes from the phone on my ear.

Sometimes I see your face
And it seems so close
I can almost feel the silk of your skin
Under my gentle hand
Then I see the smudge of a finger print
And find it's only a photograph in my hand.

Sometimes I cry
But you're not there to wipe away the tears
Only I don't realize it until I feel the salty trail stinging down my face.

And sometimes my sobs lull me to sleep
The next morning I wake holding you
But when I open my eyes to kiss you
And say good morning
I realize it's only a pillow in my arms
And it's damp with my tears.

Because sometimes I forget
That you're not here...
But I never forget the pain of that realization.

-A
http://arnabpal.blogpsot.com

Obhishaap

Sondhye holo,
Ghore fera pakhider daak
Nilche kalo aakasher rongey
Ekta duto tara futchhe
Kundoli paakiye kichu jontrona
Obhishaap hoye jege uthchhe..

Ratri joubone kalo aakash
Shorir oshanto jhimiye ridoy chokh
Ekaki chaand saathe
Nirob dorshok hoye
Du chokhe jala nir-ghum ratri
Sopno, jol hoy chokher kone..

Gobhir ratey, aadim shaap fona tole
Nirob chaand, dorshok hoye...

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

My Tornado is Resting

He speaks his words indignantly as he defends his world;

"There isn't enough time to understand.
This isn't what it takes to be a man.
I've lost control of everything that I have so boldly become.
And everything that I see seems to disappear in front of me.

He nods his head at his realizations as he speaks his mind;

"I have seen my world blow .
They keep telling me that it's no time to let go.
My tears have taken my pride, and dignity.
I dont want to be Free."

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com/

Indifference in Solitude

If we said everything that we wanted to say
And we screamed in delight as the flesh tore away
If we tore out our eyes to begin to see
If we broke the bones of our cages to be free
If our pain and frustration ran like rivers of blood
Damnable doubt washed away in that flood

And life was the same for those constantly judging
Those sad and lost, hopelessly begrudging
What if our very essence was all that remained
Entwined in that moment with no other hearts maimed

Would you still afford to look away?

-A
http://arnabpal.blogpsot.com/

Wonderful Tonight

Its sometime I feel your glance,
And time stopped in a poetic silence
We speak with our sleepless eyes
Drowning in the fumes of idle caresses
I hear a gentle sigh without a kiss
While the world passed us by the night

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com/

Work in progress ...

The Last Bid

Today they stand away,
They who carried melodies of karma
And transformed them into libidoes
Yes, they taught me to heed
Bind fences with it; around
That is done, through, for good

As cascades of wishes fade away
Into the disarray of dillema and dogmas
I take the chance that once left
To bestow enough hatred within me
Feel the sense to kill 'em all
Probably, the last bid of all.

Can't Breathe

Green grass, green grass
Where have you gone;
You left me alone
With my crazy switch on

Or did I leave you
Did I? Did I?
Who the hell fired up
And bid good bye

Can't breathe in this body
This life, this mind
Through my stupid day
Leaving all unwind

The guilt of being free
Blessed; unjustly blessed
Knowing what i throw away
It better than the rest

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

Serpents Silhouettes

How they dance along
The bone of my wrist.
Twinkling with blood red eyes
Made of fire.
The sting within her kiss
Still burns in the back of my throat.

I’d like to let them go
But they have made my bulging
Vein a cliff dive and
When the edge becomes too magnetic
I cannot stop the pull.
I cannot stop myself from falling.
Twice i contemplated beneath my windows
Whether to die alone
Or live without her

And twice i could not find
The reason to die alone.

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

Excuses

Some other day, some other time
I would have been a hundred times more sensitive
I would have remained passionate
Spent more time with you
Called more often

Some other day, some other time
I would have fulfilled more dreams
I would have been more charming
Not hesitated to share my feelings
Spoken more poetic words

Some other day, some other time
I would have conquered your fears
I would have held you longer
Gazed into your eyes every single day
Taken you out many more times

Some other day, some other time
I would have broken your heart
I would have been imperfect
Lost the only thing that mattered
Ended up alone with my tears

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

An Ode to them

I say, I see
By the way did you see
The nine witches flee
On their brooms of eternity
As the fouls kept looking
While the demons slept
Of gods who dont care
The little cucoo wept
They built the Atlantis
To hold all the ghosts
Mystic they spoke
Their skulls; in skin they poke
The devils still never woke
Prophecies; Prophecise
The good of man
Paranormals to be precise

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

Always Accustomed

There remains, 'neath the inactive retention
Which remained in a snug bed for years,
Some parched recollection of glimmer.
Parts of myself, I'll never relate to
Moments that'll never happen.
'twas the confinement of percertion

With minimized trust and anger
As muteness shrouds thoughts
The low and steady uneasiness sets in
While the sleep between walls of belief
While disenchanted ghosts observe consciously
While indicators of nervous fear in smiles

I gaped wide with a feeling, this day
The world woke up mad at me as usual;
I didn't even care that I was left here
Sitting on this old rocking chair
All by myself;

But that's ok with me because I am use to accepting
The silence for what it's worth;
And to me it's worth the addiction it brings
Over a lifetime of hurt that
Suffered into one too many thoughts obscured.

Rip the senses unfiltered
More advanced or immature than is appropriate
Not for lack of wanting
Debris left that is only good for different things,
Other than what they were made for

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

The Tree

A calm creation of nature's mysterious imagination
Black leaves that fade to color
Greens and yellows periwinkle
Giving off the warming fluffy starlight's silent twinkle

It cant help but feel important
Feel like fire
Like the mountains
Restless in the storm
Lonely like a star
Spawned from the fluid that runs in heaven's water-fountains

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

Bhalobasha

Bhalobasha mane harano shobdo
Jure jure kichu kotha
Bhalobasha mane bishonyo bikele
Tomar buke matha
Bhalobasha mane shudur shopone
Tomar snigdho mukh
Bhalobasha mane tomar monei
Aamar moner shukh
Bhalobasha shei prothom rater
Tinte missed call?
Bhalobasha mane pashapashi boshe
Priya cinema hall?
Bhalobasha ki hat dhore dhore
Lake-er dhare ghora?
Bhalobasha ki ragaragi kore
Chithir bhanje mora?
Bhalobasha to harano bikel
Harano golap gondho
Bhalobasha to gobhir boro
Majhe majhe hoy ondho
Bhalobasha mane godhuli belay
Uru uru mon orano
Bhalobasha mane moner konete
Tomar monke jholano
Bhalobasha mane man obhiman
Moner majhe brishti
Bhalobasha mane,ektu kore
Notun premer srishti
Bhalobasha mane ekla dupure
Roddur mekhe neowa
Bhalobasha mane agachar majhe
Shopner hatchani deowa
Bhalobasha mane na bola kotha
Ojana dharer rin
Bhalobasha mane aro shobdo
Tobuo ontobihin!!!

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com

Kobita pare na

Kobita pare na,
Ramdhonu rong akash majhe ankte
Kobita pare na,
Sheetol bhorey shiuli gondho chhorate
Kobita pare na

Kobita pare na
Roudro dupure borishtir sopno ferate
Kobita pare na
Sondhe belay ashar prodeep jalate
Kobita pare na

Kobita pare na
'Helar jibone aalor disha dekhate
Kobita pare na
judhher sheshe sobuj shantee bulote
Kobita pare na.

Kobita pare na
mrityuke Tar jibon phiriye dite
Kobita pare na
ondhoke Tar drishti phiriye dite
Kobita pare na.

-A
http://arnabpal.blogspot.com