East
can say this with pride,
The Sun shines first on their side,
That makes the poor West
Backdated up-to-date!
My dear sis-in-law wished me a good morning from New York when it was evening here in India. That's how the lines woke up!
A space where eco-socio-political views are shared with love, compassion. Peace, above everything else.
East
can say this with pride,
The Sun shines first on their side,
That makes the poor West
Backdated up-to-date!
My dear sis-in-law wished me a good morning from New York when it was evening here in India. That's how the lines woke up!
In your presence,
All mundane fears,
Inane thoughts, turn
Into insane happiness.
In your light,
Darkness disappears,
Heaviness of the heart
Heals, feels weightless.
In your company, there's
A sense of ceaseless cheer,
Work gets done at ease, like
Magic, everything falls in place.
Your soft, melodious words
Sooth my enriching ears,
In you, I find my universe
Full of charming grace.
You, I will never ever leave,
Your love I hold so dear;
In you, I'll confide and believe,
Respond to your vibrant silence.
I had my strings clotted
In my playing instrument,
A stubborn knot
Jutting deafening sounds;
The beautiful tune
Lost its ground,
Unrecognisable voice,
A screeching noise.
I sat alone, under
A comforting tree
Maybe
Like Gogo or Didi,
I pulled out the strings
Gently, one by one
I couldn't believe to see
The lost battle, won.
I got back the rhythm
The fascinating melody
I sang, I danced
In insane ecstasy
'This is it! The real me!'
I heard me say, I played
Myself, wandered away;
Surprised to see
I got back my friends,
My relatives, my loving family
I got back everything
So dear to me!
Now, no strings attached
My instrument can play
A mesmerising song
That I lost for long;
In an unknown space,
Under a comforting tree
My strings were free,
I found my way.
I want to live in peace
That is my greatest rest;
I sleep with open doors,
Open mind, in a cosy space
With open windows.
My calm can't be stolen
By burglars or thieves,
In this life, I will see
Myself out of petty conflicts,
My light of love, of happiness
My supreme success;
My golden garden reconstructed
A bed of fragrant roses
Chirping birds, softest breeze
Kindest words, infinite bliss!
Nothing hidden,
My story, rewritten
Happily ever after
Living in peace.
When I have nothing
To do, I go to
Sleep,
When I get something
To do, I
Sleep,
When I go to work
Or do the chores, I
Sleep,
I am sleeping all the time...
I walk in my
Sleep,
I dream in my
Sleep.
I will never wake up, I will
Sleep for as long as I live.
Perhaps, perhaps when
It'll be time to leave for good,
Will I wake up for a moment of truth.
There's always this sunrise,
Irrespective of time and space;
With a pair of alert ears and eyes
It's never ever too late
To wake up from the cosy bed,
Walk your ways with steady steps
And live up to your bright sunny days.
আরে, কোথায় আছিস!
যারা ১৯৯০ এ হয়েছে
তাদের বয়সই এখন তিরিশ!
আমরা ম্যাপের বাইরে চলে গেছি
সব, নেই ঠিকানা, নেই কোনও হদিস
তবুও কিশলয় মন, এখনও উনিশ-বিশ,
প্রাণে, ধমনীতে, গুনগুন করে অহর্নিশ
শুধু বলে আজও আছি, আজও বেঁচে আছি।
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মন জুড়ে হোম যোগ্য করছি,
মোহ ত্যাগ করব, শপথ নিয়েছি।
অহংকার, লোভ, ঈর্ষা, ভালবাসা,
অনর্থ, অবিদ্যা, সঞ্চয়ের নেশা
এসব যে মিথ্যা মোহ জানতাম তা
দুঃখও যে মোহ, জানা ছিল না।
সব কিছু অচিরেই হোলো ওম স্বাহা
নাছোড়বান্দা দুঃখ্য দেখি যেতে চায়না,
এমন সময় কানে এল খঞ্জনির ধ্বনি
খোল বাজে, অনর্গল হরিবল শুনি,
দুঃখ কষ্ট যত ছিল সবই যে পালালো
হরিনামে মোহ হোম সম্পূর্ণ হলো।
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হয় বিশ্বাস, নয়তো ভয়
কার হবে পরাজয়?
অবিদ্যারে দিলাম বিসর্জন
হলো ভয় খানখান,
বিশ্বাস দিল দর্শন
হালকা করে মনপ্রাণ।
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