Thursday, January 13, 2011

Podmo hoye

Papri khoye

Poria,pochia

Jabo AMI moria,

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Kintu TUMI neer hoye

Chirokal thakbe bachia..

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The English translation:::::I’m the lotus which grows in water,then loses its petals and dies in water…but you are the water,in which I am born,I grow …you are water in which I die,but you never do so…

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Here,”you” is left to the imagination of the readers..it can be the universal God..or some one loves..i want my readers to colour it with their own imaginative powers..

Yours,

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-swastika

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4 comments:

  1. one of the smallest creations of mine..sorry to my readers for such an indefinite span of time,with zero updates in my blog.....

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  2. tor ei kobitata boro sundor..
    I am becoming a fan of your poetry...
    This was so simple, succinct, and yet powerful, emotive.. pervading through the whims of the sublime nature around you.. marvelous.. piece of write.. :)

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  3. osadharon ..sotyi osadharon.. barbar pore cholechi

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  4. jano na mane kotota bhalo lage jokhon amar line of thoughts keu carry kore amr lekhar jothartho gurutto dai....

    jus,thank u so much...

    emni,janiye rakhi,eta amar onek purono 1ta creation kintu..but amar ei chotto lekha karor kache patta paini temon kore....aj tumi jokhon dile,i'm jus...i dnt know..i dnt have words.....i simply,gracefully n humbly accept the praise for this writing of mine :)

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