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Thursday, 30 October 2014

Insane

One day,
You would throw up the sponge 
of all the hypothesis being so poor
to make this earth stationary
and I may not toe my line of assumptions
to restrain the happiness
within my own sphere of Insanity!

V@@S

echoes..


The endless echoes and reechoes
of "YoUr" Silence sustains "him"
within  a convulsive "me".
And "I" am neither the subject any more
nor "You"..

We have dissevered our
nights, paths and an irrefutable reality
bruising love.

Endurance has it's own limit
with respect to the amplitude of loneliness
and I dampen the same
to make sure,
"You" are always safe 
in my heart..

V@@S

Gujab

Gujab mane emiti bi
agaru abhyasta mo thikana saha
tenu, kuhudi bhitare mote
chinhi na paribare
tora ba bhul kana!
Pani
bahijaeni
barang, bahijae
smruti..
atita ta ete je nithara
sthanu hoe rahijae
mo patha re, anek pachare.
aau ta' parathu, swapna dekhibara parba
sareni je swapna, barang sarijae rati,
thik jemiti, Pratarana(mo paen) kebebi sareni
barang, sarijae priti..


Baya, ta'ra..

It's not the stream
that flows, rather the memories
down the cheeks..
What flows is the past, a numb night on my way
that I have walked across, alone
and often with the darkness too..

Then a feast of dreams, dreams on the grey pages
and a night that succumbs to it;
as the same for me, the treacherous faces linger
with the receding line of love..


V@@S..

A Rock Story..


There was a rock
beside that old oak tree.
A butterfly came,
kissed over its
weathered face,flew.
And--
there bloomed
a rose of love.

The rock, was a rock
by all its mean.
Mute, It stayed
over denudation.
The butterfly
has never come
since that day..
(for the little girl in my neighbourhood who had once asked me
to tell her a story about the rock..)

V@@S..

Old pen

One thing, she had taught me is 'beauty fades with time hence is love, that glows brighter relatively'. And now when I get older I see love glowing for her in my bedimmed eyes and a distant horizon that scoffs at the wrinkles on my aging forehead.


Vaasy..

Ta paen..

Pagili lo,
rekha chitra michha kaheni lo
khali jaha atita ta smruti jada,
anabana etihaas pare..
aau se michha etihaas re
sata'ra duiti nastha santaka rupe
padi rahi thau "Tu"
aau abasistha "Mu"


Baya, ta'ra..