heart

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heart

sounds like hymn

same flow,

same rhythm

earth

throbs inside it

constantly glows,

without limit

earth is the heart, simple and clear

warmth of wisdom whispers in the air

As long as Knowledge knocks and dies in the wing

for life they’d beat, for love they’d sing

naissance

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sont nés les grains

afin d’engendrer des graines

dans la danse de l'univers

son maître, sans cesse

chorégraphie couches sur cette terre

comme ses semblables

dans les formes, tailles visible et hors

dans les lacs et ruisseaux

les rivières, les océans

montagnes, les déserts

dans les cieux

le lit le plus profond de la terre

points de congélation et brûlants

en bouts et bonds

des millions de moments

avec des points de silence et de son

voyagent

partout

au sein et au-delà des mains humaines

raisonnant l'existence du directeur

jours et nuits ébranlants

la naissance, l'accouchement et la naissance

partout

ainsi naît l'amour, pour se répandre

décès repeuplent dans le ballet

aucune perte, dans l'air merveilleux

se réjouit la naissance en fuite constant et stable

à la seule chanson errante qui se joue sur la scène

birth

seeds are born

to give birth to seeds

in the dance of the universe

its master, ceaselessly

choreographing birth on this earth

as his counterparts

in shapes, sizes visible and beyond vision

in the lakes and brooks

rivers, oceans

mountains, deserts

in the skies

the deepest bed of the earth

freezing and burning points

in bits and bounds
millions of moments
with dots of silence and sound
travelling

everywhere

within and beyond human hands

echoing the director’s existence

rollicking days and nights

birth, birth and birth

everywhere

thus love is born, to breed love

deaths reborn in the ballet

there’s no loss in the wondrous air

birth rejoices in constant and stable transience

in the sole wandering song that’s played on the stage

L'arbre

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L’arbre

Je suis un arbre au nom secret,
Mes fruits, mes fleurs — nul ne les connaît.
Leur goût vous trouble, il semble ailleurs,
Comme un soupir sans forme, sans couleur.

Je suis figé, pourtant j’aspire,
Mes branches voguent dans le zéphyr.
Elles dessinent, loin de vos pas,
Des cartes que vous ne lisez pas.

Mais vous vous posez sous mon ombre,
Où luit une clarté qui tombe et sombre.
Mon éveil glisse entre vos doigts,
Chute invisible, douce et sans voix.

Je vous confie, sans bruit, l’espace,
Un apaisement que rien n’efface.
Et comme tout arbre en silence,
Je vous rends à votre présence.

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The tree

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I am a tree, with a name

My flowers, fruits

Never approved of your taste

They Seemed Strange

I lay on the ground fixed

My branches though travel in the air

It has a map in your world Known

Yet you sit in my shade

Nameless Darkness

Drooling out of light

My enlightenment
Falls
With everything I am, I have

Gives you a familiar comfort

Like Any Other tree

Whose everything

Fits your sense

Times, with daughter

Good morning to you all, hey!

I am thrilled, excited

I am going on a date

With my daughter today

I have never felt so complete and rich

All knotty, gloomy clouds gushing out from within

She asked me out; with me she’d spend some time

I’m in seventh heaven now, aren’t I in cloud nine

I saw her up, through time through the years

Sleeping on my lap, easing out her fears

We sang, played and danced, we talked high and low

Times in my eyes had seen her bloom and grow

I asked her, why date with baba*, hey you pretty miss?

My witty child replied, so you chime a rhyme on this

Note: *baba: In bengali, baba means father

At a time when I am struggling to survive, to make ends meet, my daughter, who has just started working, asks me out! I am rejuvenated and wanted to keep this feeling just as it should be, as a reminder that despite all the fiscal losses, I am rich, that nothing is lost.

ঝম ঝম ঝম

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বর্ষার কাল মেঘ এসেছে

চারিদিকের ঘিরে

ধুলোজলে মেশা গন্ধে আর প্রকান্ড গাছের দোলে

মলিন ক্লান্তি খ’সে পড়ছে

মনের মেঘকে দুলিয়ে দিয়েছে

চিন্তাদুঃখকে আর বন্ধ ক’রে রাখতে পারছিনা

চোখে, কানে ধূলো ঢুকছে

আমার মনের ধূলো খিলখিলিয়ে বেরিয়ে

ভেঙ্গে পড়া আকাশে যাচ্ছে মিশে

ভিতরের কঠীন শব্দেভরা ঘ্যানঘ্যানে গদ্য

মেঘের আওয়াজে গান হ’য়ে বেরিয়ে আসছে

আমার কানে কিছু জল-মাটি ঢুকে বলে গেল

নরম ক’রে, কবিতার মত

দেখিস! আজ বিরাট কিছু একটা হবে

এর চেয়ে আর কি বেশি হ’তে পারে!

আমি ভাঙ্গছি,

ভিজছি

আর শুনছি

ঝম, ঝম, ঝম

power to continue with the passion

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With passion, without noise,

Do what you can do

Like flowers that bloom, fish that swim,

Birds that fly and sing

Listen to your inner voice

Leave the rest

For good, better, best

Degrees outside of you

Can hardly silence you from within

There were these people

There were these people

In the marketplace, malls, multiplex

Sitting, chatting, binging, boozing, talking about sex

Some bitching about their mothers-in-law, bosses

The arena was filled with fun, chatter, and blabber

Adorned with smirks, grins, groans, laughter...

Dancing with the chirps, in the actions and the art

I was there in every mouth, in every heart

In every sense, in every nerve and vein

I watched deceit, generosity,

Friendship, glamour, fraternity,

In the busyness, laziness of the place

If there were conceits and fights, too there was warmth and grace.

Boom!

In a minute everything changed

In all the organs and feelings, where I dwelt

A strange bright colour flowing from them, amazed

All dreams, poems are suddenly put to rest.

If I reside in this abrupt blue,

I dwell in the boom too!

Let me watch now, how this is dealt

Angry, horrified brains are now sitting, discussing

How to commit a crime like the actors

To show them how creative intellects are

I tried to whisper in them, in vain

That’s a hurricane with a different name

Your angers won’t dump the storm dear women and men.

My people, my world shuns the criminals, not the crime

Both immortal become, through the passage of time

Killing the act has no place in the room

Actors on the ground survive through the boom.

I am watching this without guilt or shame

How tomorrows present this move on game

There were these people...

Hats off

Hats off to humankind

Intelligent and powerful, if you please

Invented conflict into the world

But is yet to discover peace

Civilisations replete with wealth, wherewithal

Flawless, thronged with luscious charms

Crops here stack, blight and crawl,

Treasured weapons fly, empower tense arms

Friendship bounces back, on every Samaritan’s walls

Enamour the ears and the eyes

Delightful and pleasing aesthetics

Entertainment and condolence here lie

In selective, deaf and dumb gimmicks

Poverty of a kind, forever feeds the rich

Pockets overflow with slaphappy contests

Who has it the most, who is the best

Colourful thinking hats subdue fresh efforts futile

Hysteric people gunned their own simple smile

Blindness is the vision, armistice; put anew to rest

Cheers to growth and development

Networks, sky-ways, and freeways concur to connect

Yet hearts off and on, chime a harrowing piece

For the paths appear to be strong, but unstable and weak

History meets in time, as the ignored witness meek

Hats off to humankind

Intelligent and powerful, if you please

Invented conflict into the world

But is yet to discover peace