Saturday, September 20, 2008

o mon

hothat shonali shondhe hole
thik kar jeno golpo bole , mon,
dekhte chay, hishab khatay,
je din ghumolo, tar nesha
ghum eshe jak ghumer gaane
ghumer ghore din takao

r hothat mone bhir kore ashto jara
aaj keno onuposthit tara ?
o mon ki chao , aaj bole dao,
tomar ami na onyo keu ?
tomar shathe ai doirothe
amay keno aaj harao.


suddenly when the golden evening drops
mind tells stories of someone,
mind want to see in the draft of life,
the dizzyness of the lost day.
and sleep should come with the lullaby ,
and day you should look up with your sleepiness.


and suddenly those people who used come in my mind
why they are absent today ?
oh mind , tell me , what do you want ?
am i yours or someone else ?
in this dueal match you are playing with yourself,
why i loose ?

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