Thursday 7 June 2012

Rain my friend- Brishti’r moto jhore poro


Ondhokar ek antoheen raasta,
Themey jaai hridoy’er dhakkay je
shudhu..
Chaaiche na cholte ar paa ta..
Haathte chaaichhe na je aaj
bondhu..
Stand and cry your heart out
For sorrow and tears may,
Seep down into the valley,
Among the hills, lost they say.
Posterity may ne’er withold,
What in pain or fear, shall see.
Boundless thoughts in every
pellet,
A little love or care between.
Showers a life,
Of pleasure and serene.
Emotions- furnishing,
Making life so exhilarant.
Barriers and quarrels,
exonerating.
Voice of thunder,
Exorbitant heart reasoned by,
And those meaningless walls it
shatter.
Unstoppable friend against enemy
or a lie.
Moner dukkho je shey dhuiye
dilo,
Praan’er shokol byatha,
Ruddhoshaashe, hridoy holo
halka aaj mor.
Ami haathbo abar, pouchote
hobe sorgo jetha.
Raakhbo bedhe sopnogulo ke,
Thaakbe maajhe ek odrishyo dor.

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