উষ্ণ জলের ধোঁয়া... (by Debolina Sen)

উষ্ণ জলের ধোঁয়া...
ফিস ফিস করে কিছু বলে রেখে গেল,
রেখে গেল কিছু স্মৃতি।
আয়না ঝাপসা,
শরীরের ছায়াকে আর যাচ্ছেনা চেনা,
আমি আজ আবছায়া অশরীরী।
ছেলেবেলার শুকনো পাতা ওড়া,
লুকিয়ে আঁচার খাওয়া,
জীবন আজ হারিয়ে গেছে।
আজ ভাঁড়ারে,
জিভে জল আনা
জম্পেশ কুল, জলপাই মাখা ...
কিছুই নেই।
জিভে জল আসেনা আর,
শুধু চোখে আসে ।।

Why (by Shinjana Das)

Just wanna love you,
And make you smile,
But, Oh ! No ,
I've wished so high !

You showed me the path ,
And taught me how to love,
But, I've lost my mentor,
Because of your lie !!

Each day I can feel,
That it burns really,
Oh ! I can cure it,
But you stop me daily.

Oh ! It haunts me truly,
And I can forget them never,
But how come you're doing well,
Have you suffered from amnesia ever ?

How can your eyes
Reflect any other face ?
My eyes remember you all the time,
Do you've only pain for me to bless?

Oh ! you've proved it right,
That I've chosen a wrong one,
But, how can I walk back?
The love is already done...

And I wish,one more time
That you come close to me,
But, no, its not you,
Let the dagger to kiss me !!

Princess (by Gaurab Mukherjee)

In the deep of my heart you always live,

In my dark night sky, you never sleep.

You are in my joy

You are in my pain

You are my Princess

Always you are mine.

I can only see this world through your dreamy eyes.

I can only move forward when your smile guides.

You are in my tear

You are in my smile

You are my princess

Always you are mine.

I always feel you when sun shines

I always feel u when rain cries.

You are at my dawn

You are at my dusk

You are my princess

Always you are mine.

I can not touch you like a dew drop

I can not reach you like a mountain top.

Are you a morning dream?

Are you a delusion?

Still you are my princess

You are only mine.

Fear me not (by Rocky Beret)

Fear me not, for I am a bad dream,

Still on your bed, no need to scream.

Rise up where you lay and be relieved,

Nightmares after all, are not to be believed!

Make it easy by forgetting me,

Or listen to a lie to get over me.

Enjoy the sun and bless its light,

Do not worry, it's still not night.

But when the sky has lost its sun,

Darkness creeps and light's undone.

When you are just all alone,

And yet you wish that you were alone,

Pray that I am not with you,

Pray that I have not come for you...

Girl please forgive me (by Arka Datta)

I was young, was scared.
I was wrong, should have cared.
Mistakes was all I made then,
The most you needed me when.

Time was fast and it was changing
I locked my heart, I was pretending.
Can’t forget the wrong that I've done
I can’t change moments, they are gone.

Forget everything that hurts inside
Baby you have to fight, do what’s right
Girl please forgive me and forget me
You must accept the wrong that had to be.

Regret is what I only can do today
I can’t fix the mess I made yesterday
We walk different paths of this life,
Lady, now you are a mother and a wife.

জীবন (by Debolina Sen)

নিঃস্ব, অসহায়

রক্তাক্ত রিক্ততা

পরে থাকে শুধু অবশেষ;

তোমাদের করুণার হিংস্রতায়

ক্ষতবিক্ষত

আমার আত্মার শরীর;

পঙ্কিল শুভ্রতায়

আচ্ছাদিত আমি।

মনের মুঠোয় আজ শুধু ঘৃণা;

নিঃশব্দ যন্ত্রণায়

রক্তপাতের শত আর্তচিৎকারে

চারপাশ আজ বিদীর্ণ।

শূণ্য জীবনের আজ বড় ক্লান্ত,

অসহায়, দুর্বল আমি;

দুঃস্বপ্নের উল্লসিত শীৎকারে

জীবন আজ মৃতপ্রায়।

স্বপ্ন হারিয়ে

মৃত উল্লাসে আজ,

জীবন বড়ই যান্ত্রিক।

Metamorphosis (by Shinjana Das)

He is sitting beside the meadow,
With a vacant mind,Though thousand of questions are running through his mind...,
Do they really exist or are just passing by ?

The playfulness is missing , as well as the life,
The man , within his soul , is hoping and also dying.

He tries to arrange some points,
Justifying himself or her ?

Allowing the time to pass by ,
And the darkness to devour him totally ,
He is drowning , and missing her hand truly.

The man inside is burning out now...

And after a decade , he must be thanking her for helping him out to be the Phoenix for his angel.. !!!

Idiorythmic Revelations (by Ananya Ghosh)

The lightning strikes the lighthouse again

Tiny rivulets of that ianthine light set the water burning

And she sits lonely by the sea shore, cross legged on the sand.

Life’s just a great design,

It doesn’t strain to grow, it’s effortless

Flows like the backwaters of Alleppuzha

Sometimes grey, sometimes green

Feels like the darkness of the night sky

Without it you wouldn’t see the stars

Invisible clouds of the horizon, the sepia twilight...

They say perspective is everything

She doesnt agree, just look about you and around you

Whatever you see is just the tip of the iceberg

 Whether it’s death metal or the sweetest music of the flute

Whether it’s hip hop or her expressive eyes of bharatnatyam

Whether it’s in the low murmurs of the waters of ‘teesta’

Her everlasting seasons of loneliness or longing for solitude

The lightning strikes yet again

She sits lonely by the sea shore, cross legged on the sand

Memories get eclipsed with the key notes of her seldom played guitar

Her indomitable spirit strikes back,

Used to victory, but it has never tasted sweeter...

Amazed with the revelations, amazed at herself

She finally smiles...

Missing Link (by Shinjana Das)

By that power,
I've been strong.
By that dream,
I'm still going on...

It's not you,
who has gone away,
It's your killer,who made you to say- "I'm not yours,you're not mine,even if you're not there..I'm not gonna die.."

It's obvious,
that still I love you,
even after the oath,
has broken by you.

Baby, don't say you're right,
in hurting my like this,
those sweet memories are there,
that I ever gonna miss...

My Inspiration (by Arka Datta)

You say you like my paintings.
And I say that without you it would not exist.
And if you ask why I say that,
I will draw another one.

Each musician has a muse.
Each poet has his inspiration.
In the form of creation,
Depends on what you feel in you.

A person is my muse.
My love for her, my inspiration.
You're that beautiful person.
And the owner of my heart.

So I'll keep dreaming,
And continue to write.
Because everything I need,
is the love I feel for you. 

Something is missing (by Surela Mukherjee)

I have scaled so many high walls,

Had many a fall, yet I climbed again!

In quest of success, happiness and fulfillment.

Yet despair looms large, cannot avoid the predicament.

Don’t know what it is, but it is very much there,

I feel like a lost child in a big fair.

How to solve this riddle I do not know,

To place this missing puzzle to complete the game

Or to earn some good luck and some fame.

The World is so big and life too short,

To fulfill the purpose of life and mission of God.

Need the strength and motivation to strive through,

Although something is missing and discover everything new.

The yellow lantern (by Paulami Guha Biswas)

your beauty

mesmerizing

enchanting

blood red and purple gaze

entwining and binding

the you and the I

you

temptation and salvation

point blank

abyss of eternity

your beauty reflects

the I and the me

the black lines

and the kohl subdued eyes

deadly

sinful

you entwine

the parts of me and my  lies

A reflection (by Shinjana Das)

It is not the first time,
That I've felt your beauty.

But this time,I've found myself
in your bosom.
This tranquil deity is taking me
to another world.

I wonder,that though I was reluctant
to go through...
But still it is impossible
to deny you completely.


Today,you've poured your blessings on us.
But should I enjoy or be upset?

It seems,
That though a veil of secrecy
is made around,
But you can sympathize and
mourn for me.

Now I should be shrouded again...

In spite of the tumult inside,
This peaceful ambiance has been enjoyed by me

But,you've never got rid of us since so long.

O , dear don't be so beautiful,
That we get a reason to kill you.

I know how poison comes in the form of drug.

Don't be so great
to bear this all.
But be a little shrewd
to pay us back.

It may sound cruel,
But I know you are innocent.

Better I'd wish your delight,
Instead of taking attempt to molest you through praises.

শুধুই হাসি (by Tanushree singha )

আমায় যখন শূন্যতায় ঘেরে,

বাচার ইচ্ছে মুছে যায় হেরে হেরে |

আর একটা সূর্যের কিরণ দেখতে মন না চায়,

নিজেকে শেষ করে দিতেও মন দিচ্ছে না সায় |

যদি হতাম আমি ছোট্টো একটি পরি, উড়তাম আকাশে,

তখনো কি তুমি থাকতে না আমার পাশে?

যদি হতাম আমি সেই ছোট্টো পুতুল, তোমার বিছানার পাশে,

তবুও কি তুমি থাকতে না আমার পাশে?

তোমার ফোনের অপেক্ষায় কাটতো আমার সকাল,

প্রতি মুহুর্তে যেন থেমে আছে সাল,

তোমার আওয়াজ সুনে মুখে ফুটতো হাসি,

বাজতো কতো রঙ্গিন বাজনা, বাজতো কতো বাশি |

আমি তাই আজও হাসি, শুধুই হাসি,

আর কোনোদিন বাজবে না সেই বাশি,

একা থাকার ব্যাথায় আমার গলায় লাগে ফাসি,

তবুও তো আমি হাসি, শুধুই হাসি!!!

Why (by Shinjana Das)

Just wanna love you,
And make you smile,
But, Oh ! No , 
I've wished so high !

You showed me the path ,
And taught me how to love,
But, I've lost my mentor,
Because of your lie !!

Each day I can feel,
That it burns really,
Oh ! I can cure it,
But you stop me daily.

Oh ! It haunts me truly,
And I can forget them never,
But how come you're doing well,
Have you suffered from amnesia ever ?

How can your eyes
Reflect any other face ?
My eyes remember you all the time,
Do you've only pain for me to bless?

Oh ! you've proved it right,
That I've chosen a wrong one,
But, how can I walk back?
The love is already done...

And I wish,one more time
That you come close to me,
But, no, its not you,
Let the dagger to kiss me !! 

She and her lonelineness(?) (by Shinjana Das)

She is walking down by the street...

Alone amongst the crowd,but is she lonely?

She has got a dream picture of future, in her eyes,

But not really of a new city !

 

The faces from the back,are worried if she will cry,

The faces around,are confused if she is really so shy !

 

But,does she want to be lonely?

Or, would like to be cosy?

 

Is she so predujiced ,that no one feels her forlorn,

Or she has achieved such a strong heart to be alone?

 

Yes,there a pale picture lies in her eyes,

But she doesn't let the new hope dies !

 

She seeks for a special touching power,

And right after that she fights back to the damns !!

Hopelessly Drained (by Tanushree Singha)

When you want to write

And nothing comes to your mind

You look back and sigh

And ask your self why?

Why recall all the pain

Which with time and wine

Made u effortlessly drain

Yet why recall all the pain?

But do we really forget?

The time's once spend

Engaging thoughts working plots

Before we really tie the knots?

I wish i went so far

I would love to see the scar

If this could be so deep

Would i then end up in a heap?

God knows who have risen

From the depths of prison

How they mend and live

With no hopes to weave...

My hopes are none

To be with someone

Family pressure persists

Danger of divorce exists.

A song for my sire (by Surela Mukherjee)

If my hear was like a lyre, with millions of chord strung to the wooden frame,
I’ll compose the best music for my Sire,

A music that kindles fire among the hearts of million men.

I’ll compose a tune unheard of, that is not quiet the same

Same as other tunes that evoke love and shame.

Here, Sire, is God who I trust.

He who is above all dirt, above all lust.

He is the God that is loved by me, although he is the one I cannot see.

I feel his presence in everything I am, and what I’ll be.

It will be music of gratitude to thee

that will reverberate in land and sea, in mountains and dale,

in gardens and lea.

I’ll play the chords with my own nimble fingers.

I’ll hold the chords till the music lingers.

So that it will reach to thee.

It Bleeds (by Angira Ghosh)

where is thou blood?
the castle is breeched;
soldiers r taking over,forcing there way inside
mutilating my emotions...

the pain is shattering,
dark river engulfing me.
feeling like impure..
slimy fingers touching me;
was'nt d wall enough to keep me safe??

the aura is no more..
no,they did'nt touch my body;
just raped my soul,ripped my heart..
i m no whore..
"does it hurt?" - u ask?!
IT BLEEDS.... 

Loneliness... (by Priyanka Dutta)

I breathe
the perfume of loneliness.

The silent diffusion of solitude
into a muffled world.

Laughter raining gently outside closed windows.

Music seeping through
and staining the ceiling.

Flowers on an evening stroll
with the unseen breeze.

Footsteps and a key turning
-a fading fragrance.