Relations Hyphenated

Like hyphenated words You and I have never felt disjointed Although we are remarkably different You stroll by the sandy beach And follow the Einesteinian footprints I sit under the shadow of old Banyan tree[…]

Verily, the Vow

Like a new born baby The year comes with the proverbial innocence It comes with a wide blank page Which can be inked with the rhymes of love It comes with blank cheques in our[…]

Hello! Win

The ghosts of Halloween Have gone away as the midnight fell The Moon has drizzled the drops Of silvery light on the sleeping beauties. The children and the collected candies Are submerged in a candid[…]

Break the Barriers

In a world which apparently is darkened by demonic thoughts Distressed and disgraced by immeasurable errors Where globalization confines itself merely to googled thoughts And Where organic feelings melt into mechanical manipulations Let us break[…]

A Bunch of Questions: Answers Never Known

[A transliteration of my Bengali poem একগুচ্ছ প্রশ্ন ; উত্তর: শূণ্য written on the passing away of my dear friend Ziauddin Faruque] In these days of traffic jams You travelled so fast That in a[…]

Mind the Gap

Amidst the gaping gap between the static platform And the moving train, always have I felt lost. As I moved towards dynamic destination An invisible voice reminded me to mind the gap. A cold hand[…]

Eureka !

In nature’s parliament As the snow has overruled the sunny possibilities And the chilly winds have mercilessly Executed the much cherished cherry flowers The warmth is decimated in my household thermometer And I feel like[…]

The Transparency of Words*

The bubbles of babbling words rally In the morning and the evening at your cozy balcony At times you drink wine of words in tumbler And stay submerged in silent intoxication, Amidst the jingles of[…]

From Puja to Peace

When demonic thoughts divide this earth of ours And break the peace into pieces Amidst the distress of the divisiveness Desperately I look for peace, a lasting peace. My battered butterfly heart longs for the[…]

A Tribute: An Epitaph

When a handful of crooked people Rejoiced in the droplets of favor Which the enemy showered miserly on us Some even, belched in shameless satisfaction. It was, then O Father you raised your finger And[…]