বুধবার, ৯ জানুয়ারী, ২০১৩

Tomar kacher shorier

Tomar kacher shorier modhye die
Vorer prothom alor misti uttap-a abogahon kori jokhon,
Abosonno moner kone abbyakto anuvutigulo chupchap hase. 
Asshottho-simuler sobuj chahoni, doyel-kokiler alto ahovan,
Ar alos sohortar chokh mele takanota dekhe.... 
Amaro akash chhute ichhe kore; Ar mone hoi khub valobasi…
Sobaike……nijekeo….


Khamkheyali dupure jokhon abar tumi amar sannidhyo chao
Tomar pashe ese darai…
Dupurer nirmom roddure ghaser jholsano pith ar,
Vikharir sushkko mukhta dekhe monta kharap hoi…
Takie dekhi tumio chupchap…
Thik ei somoye ese jano prithibir thont-tao sukie jai
Ei rukkhota khub jontrona dai
Kano je ajo brishti hote parlam na….


Sondhyebealta anekta shanto
Polka batas ese sorir chhuye jai
Abchha alo-andharite monta jai anekdin pichhie 
Tomar pashe darie chhoto theke boro haoar golpo,
Ar kichhu chena-achena mukhera sari bandhe mathar vitor
..chokher du-kone jol ase fele asa ‘ami’ke mone kore
hothat………sore darai tomar pash theke
Aj kadbo na kichhutei……..
Kal je amai aro boro hote hobe……


Ar akhon rat; prithibir snayu shithil…
Kintu tomar chokhe ghum nei kano? Kar apekkhai tumi?
Thik tokhoni megher panchil venge jol jhore pore….
Du-tin tukro ese amadero sikto kore jai
Hater anchole bristi kurote thaki pagoler moto…
Tomar pashe thekei ei adrota-tuku nite chai ami
Jamon nie esechhi er ageo…


Porer dintai ainar samne abar gotanugotik ami..
Jiboner pichhil pothe cholte gie porte gieo samlai barbar..
Mone pore gotokaler saratadin
Tomar sathe theke jiboner ros ningre naoatake……

Seshe muchki hese vabi….tumi moner hao ba bairer,
Tomai khola rakhbo porer dinguloteo
Jate hasi r kannagulo korte pare abadh jatayat.
International Mental From Amajan

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