Waiting for long when longing returns The door ajar for you You stride in oh but casually With memories old and new I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
For silence speaks what none hears No fright no sound no beat You came in silence to me from afar No fear of renouncing or defeat I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
To love you when I was alone Longed you more in solitude You owned me with a smile The heartiest the eyes can elude I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
The distance that held us apart I chose to remain in love For isolation knows no spurning In the land, soul or above I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
You crept back when the rain set in I kissed you when the sky sprinkled joy For the droplets were gentler than my lips Living my dreams in your arms employ I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
I dreamt the dreams even though distant For my dreams held you to me Forever and closest we were Like the unbound endless sea I arise from my slumber embolden From a silent wait that was golden.
I am not this hair I am not this skin I am this soul..... that lives within...... - Rumi
Existence is pure Bliss..... And to find it deep within A gurgling child.....your mother's hand... A white flower....the sea shore sand A long warm hug.....a forgotten song An old photograph hung all along A toothless smile.....a quite afternoon A sudden rain.....a romantic moon A lover's touch....a tinge of pain A friend you lost.... and found him again A long long ride....a scenic trip A sailors wind that moves his ship The walk on grass....the wet cold dews A box full of littering mews A passionate kiss....a whisper in your ear An sensuous touch of the skin so near A tickle on skin....a glinting eye The warmth of breath that takes you high All that is worldly yet it is not The universe and her powerful plot To mesmerise the soul in you Your identity....that you so knew......
Aaj ekhane darun gorom.....ek to Meghla akash..... humidity te prananto abohawwa doptoro...tar upore bajar o gorom..... Hong Kong e baish bochorer chokra ra minister hocche amader ekhane keno hobe na eta ekta gorom shomoshya....pujor age rastar khora khurir chote kon minister morning walk e thyang khora hoye geche tateo gorom...Haal filer jhore onek gach pore geche....tai minister ra r kono risk nebe na....rastar gach katachhe....Karon ebar protima udbodhodhon korte eshe ahoto ba nihoto Tao Abar naturally hote chan na.... holey hoy shohid hoben na hole jele jaben....ei issue teo public gorom....
Flyover hoyeche guti kotok....bhenge o porche tar moddhe...Tai bajar gorom je pujoy baki kota porbe ki porbe na....bus route gulo naki via Neemtola babvia krora tola kora hobe sheta niyeo gorom torko!!!!.... auti wala ra ajkal jom er middle man...orao ajkal naki decide korche population ke kibhabe control kora jaye.... contraceptives noy indirect medical ground....majhrastay giye ulte dao ..... especially jodi bus rasta hoy.....5 in one blow.....kichu bollei union gorom.....Na hole CNG gas gorom ....kichu khetre abar CNG pheteo naki pichon pure lok mara jachhe .... doctor bolechen sorry " butt" it was 80 % burn....ekhaneo gorom
Shob sheshe obosshoi pujor bajar...... khobor er kagoj gulo ekhon tabloid......protita patay ekhon shudhu sale.....baba ra paper er pata lukote lukote hoyran.....fanke fokore.....jekhane shekhane sale....juto jama moja emonki chal daal ataa teo sale....TV kinle mixie debe boshar ghore fuldani noy mixie shajan.....ei torkeo shobai gorom....
I scourged the oceans Drifted into the sea I was born a sailor And a sailor I shall be
The bustling harbours Where Porter's commute To the gurgling anchors And an officer's salute I hear the water again The sea beckons me I was born a sailor And a sailor I shall be
I have sailed to the rising sun And when moon beam shone my way I sailed the quiet sky I sailed when typhoon sway The compass swirled To remind me I was born a sailor And a sailor I shall be
The Comoros Island Where the blue meets blue The sapphire land and the azure sea too I spent moments of stare at the beauty I see But steer away as Shanghai called me The white ship sails And I must agree I was born a sailor And a sailor I shall be