Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Killer Jokes

It’s just a joke, you know
No harm meant
Why do you take it seriously?
You are being a kill-joy
A douche bag, no humor
You call out, you analyze
You rip jokes apart
Come now, have a heart
Enjoy your fun time
These words are no crime
They can’t rape, burn or kill
They’ll dissolve and go
And we’ll turn around
And say, “Told you so”.

They’ll stay, they’ll stay
They’ll never go away
Grow in minds, in hearts
They’ll break and make blind
They’ll build rage and unbind
Like bullets never recalled
Like feathers that far away fall
They’ll grow and spread
As you sleep in your be
Not knowing you are the cause
Not knowing you started it all
And you’ll wake up to say
I didn’t mean it that way.

Sleepless

Sleep walks out in a huff
Wide-eyed I stare at ceiling
Thoughts mill, like unexpected guests
My hapless mind flounders
Toss and turn, toss and turn
Night hours stretch ahead
I wait and wait
For fresh lit dawn.
Dreams flee from eye
Like thieves on the run
Fears and tears
Tiptoe along
Dogging footsteps
A hapless mind surrenders.
Toss and turn, toss and turn
Night hours stretch ahead
I’m waiting and waiting

For a fresh lit dawn.

Fancy Weeps

I hold your head 
close to my breast
Rocked in arms you sleep
I know, I know fancy’s on show
Remembered warmth I seek.
Far away in other bed
You’ve turned your head
Your frame relaxed deep
I’ll close my eyes
And with a sigh

Permit my fancy to weep.

Promises

Promises unfulfilled
Like packages undelivered
Expected, not experienced
A dent in a body called trust.

Promises unfulfilled
Like food uneaten
Feast for plate, not palate
A cut in a body called hope.

Delight for eyes
Yearning for soul
Vision of heaven

Misery untold.
দিনে রাতে হাত বাড়াব
উষ্ণ বুকে মুখ লুকাব
এই টুকু মর আশা
পাজামা আর সায়ার দড়ি
করবে ঘরে জড়াজড়ি
মনে এই তিয়াশা
যে দিন আমার হবে জানা
তোমার আমার এক ঠিকানা
মিটবে পিপাসা।।

আমায় ভেবে ঘুম ভাঙে তার
আমায়ঘিরে দিন কাটে
ওর ভুবন জুড়ে আছি ঘিরে
প্রভাত সূর্য, চন্দ্র রাতে।
শুনলে কথা হৃদয় ভরে
জানলে পরে পুলক জাগে
তবু আমার মন পড়ে রয়

আঁধার ঘেরা এক জগতে।।

The Wait

I am waiting for silence
to break into my song
to let me know
It’s no fault to let go
I am waiting for a desert
To creep into my greens
 To teach me clear

It’s no fault to arid grow.
I am waiting for sleep
into my bed to creep
to let me know
it's no fault to go slow.