Don't jump the gun seeing the title. No, not yet. Nothing of that sorts happened to me. It's just the title for the next crap which I jotted down while traveling via metro. It seems like the metro railway and my poems have a connection deep down, since most of my creations have been while traveling via the metro. This particular poem is dedicated to Jim Morrison, a.k.a The Lizard King.
The Death of a Dream
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Hey ya, is anybody out there dreaming?
Frittering,wasting time in day dreaming?
Don't just sit there, get up and get going,
All we gotta do is surviving.
Wake up,wake up to the hard fact,
To the things you have got to tact,
Gone are the age of dreamers
welcome to the era of schemers.
This is the new age,new dawn,
when you're just someone else's pawn.
Live and let die is the order of the day,
while a psychopath society makes hay.
Oh mighty Lizard King, show us the way,
To a land where we all shall have our say.
I gotta be more regular with my blogs. I know it's a futile promise which will be forgotten in due course of time.Gosh, I gotta get rid of this habit of procrastination. Hope to see you all pretty soon.Till then, Adieu!!
Welcome to my world.The world of a lunatic,the piper,an indomitable spirit waging a lone battle against all odds.
I have been dormant for too long.Just a mere indication of my laziness.*yawn*.See,am already sleepy again.Nah,I have just enough time for typing out a Bengali poem(which I penned down today in the afternoon) before I doze off again.
Rajniti
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Politics ba rajniti!chotto ekta shobdo,
periye esechhe she aj onek bongabdo,
boye gechhe onek shomoy,onek rokto,
hariye gechhe sohosro taja pran
kere niyechhe ogunti mayer kol-er shontan.
karur ba dada,karur baba.
rokkha payeni narikul-o,
barangbar bhroshto hoyechhe aponar naritto.
nirmom juddho kere niyechhe tader matritwo.
etokichu koreo ki protishtito hote perechhe aj,
marx-lenin-er shei chironton motobaad?
naki bingsho shotabdi-r rajniti aj sudhui taka ar khomotar khela?
jekhane uchhashon-er lobhe ek pother bhikhiri-o bhashaye tar bhela.
adorshobaad kothata aj roye gechhe ui pokaye kata boi-er pataye,
aar hoyto edik-odik ghure berano nogonyo kichu "kerani"-r mukhe.
shototar bolidaan ghote gechhe nongra kutnitir harikathe.
manush ashole aj porajito jibon-er kachhe,
beche thakte hoy bole sudhu beche thake aar hashe.