The Blue Rose

A world for you and me ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' By the strings of fate you and me Are brought into this world of ours An empty space taken up by two people A space we now call home A place which we now own And see, with our love it's now so full I look at you as you fill it with your smile I watch you in your sleep, painting it with dreams And I look at me,growing ever so strong Maybe enough to hold us through And then I see this place,nesting us two A place warmed by the warmth in you A place of comfort hand carved by me.. And when the mirrors reflect,I see That me and you have become a we.. Fragrant with the flowers of our deeds It has blossomed into a bedrock of our needs A place we can share and always come back to A silent world fo...

The Gift """"""""""""""" The shell sat there smiling, As the core beat strong far away, And hence was accomplished the greatest trick, No, no trickery it was ,it was magic All the miles he had pushed, Of all the pain that was endured.. This was the fruit,this was the all, For finally a way had been conjured To give a final gift,the parting gift, To live on finally with her,within her.. One in body and one in soul And for a prize so big,such a  small toll For her eyes will still see the morning shine, And the heart beating the life in her will be mine.. I have nothing to lose I leave content, Glad to have chosen this end…                                            ---Soumitra

The Sparks In My Head The colour of blood is red... not the bright one, oozing with life, but a rustic, dirty tone... Once bright, through which the breath once flowed... Neither warm nor flowing, but a viscous stale, and red for once what carried life around, is now infected, cold and dead. What happened to the memories though, I guess the sparks last longer than the beats, what was once a living loving heart, is now reduced to a piece of meat, with a lust to reanimate Rotting in my own grave, putrid is the smell of earth, the only pure thing left  is this undying fatal love  An arrow through the chest,  shot through my heart, the wounds were mortal enough, for my mortal self ... and yet the cogs keep turning, as the engine roars a death bellow, the cog-works refuse to stop, and just keep on turning... The last sparks of thought, washing through my neural network, flashing frantically to find a voice, to l...

আমার প্রাণ  নিমিশে নিমিশে কাটছে দিন  ভাব পাল্টে চলেছে পদে পদে দাঁড়িয়ে দেখছি এই পতন , নিজে চোখে চোখে  তুমি থেকেও তুমি নেই  আমার ঘর ফাঁকা ফাঁকা ,  জীবন  নির্জন ... তোমার ভালোবাসায় ঘোলাটে হয়ে চলেছে মন ... তোমার এই যে না হয়েও হওয়া , অনেক দিন তো হলো,  পেরিয়ে গেলো কত কাল .. তবুও শেষ হয়না কেন এই জঞ্জাল ... মন হারিয়ে হলাম, আত্মহারা  প্রাণ এ লিখেছিলাম তোমার নাম , ওই নাম মুছতে এ হয়তো , এইবার দিতে হবে এই প্রাণ .. -সৌমিত্র 

Moon Of My Life What would it be like? when my moon peeks in, once more..in my window will it be as bright, as it used to be? or will its shine be covered, by the passing clouds, which take forever to pass will I be awake that long... I hope I dont miss out when it comes looking ... or will it be the smoke this time, that will blind me, the black smoke of my funeral, a pyre lit by my own two hands.. will it wait?or swim away like a koi ever elusive in the muddy sky... I do hope that it does show up though coz there are questions,too many to ask away in a night,  I hope it stays a bit longer this time long enough for us to count all the stars long enough to trace out all the galaxies and just long enough maybe, for us to start knowing each other...

मुझसे दूर तुम चली तो गयी थी लेकिन, कुछ भी भुला ना पाया था मैं, तुम्हारी याद में, तुम्हे ढूंढ़ता हुआ , फिर एक बार उन गलियों में आज आया था मैं लेकिन ना तुम मिले, ना मिले 'हम' वहां बस एक सन्नाटा सा था, उस भीड़ में , जहाँ कभी हाथ थामे चले थे हम, धूल की एक चादर थी,कोई निशान भी न मिले.. याद है वो नाव , और पुरे चाँद के निचे हम कुछ डरे डरे से ,छुपे छुपे से हम , पानी में भटकती वो चुप चाप सी नाव, आज किनारे रखी थी, उदास ज़्यादा, इंतज़ार में कम की कोई उसे फिरसे ले जाए उन लहरों में, लेकिन अब वो चाँद कहाँ, ना ही थी वो हवा एक तूफ़ान सा उठा है, काले बादल हैं हर जगह इस पुरे हलाहल में,बस वो नाव ही है एक,हमारा गवाह शायद अब वो समय आकर भी नहीं आ पायेगा ना तुम , तुम रहे, ना मैं , मैं रह पाउँगा  .. पता नहीं ऐसा कैसे हो गया.. और क्यों, पर सब भुलाकर भी,मैं कुछ भूल ना पाउँगा  ..

अधूरी बात ------------------ जो होते होते रेह गयी बात .. उसे अधूरी ही रहने दो क्या हुआ जो न मिले तुम, अकेला था, अकेले ही रेहने दो उमीदों से कभी बनी नहीं, ख्वाहिशें ने ही रुलाया हमेशा अब जो तुम नहीं,एक सुकून सा है, ये जो सुकून है,इसे ऐसे ही रेहने दो.. धुप तो नहीं,बादल बहुत मिले, उनकी छाँव मेरे ऊपर है, और इस बारिश में भी एक नशीली बात है.. ये जो नशा है,मुझे इसमें बहने दो.. जो बात अधूरी रेह गयी , उसे अधूरी ही रेहने दो...

Unrequited The anger gone, the faint signs of hatred dissolved all I am left with, is this deep sense of love and resolve that has no room for hate,no room for conflict all my vices vaporising into a mist,all my sorrows uplift my love has reached places ,earlier it never could exist never has it been stronger and needed you the least   for I have realised, all my feelings come from within, it doesnt even need you to be in my life therein... I am a cocoon, waiting to sprout my wing, night or day, butterfly or a moth,or anything, I do not care. for I have decided the flight and there's barely anything to stop the height you are with me or not,suit yourself, your needs,   you dont get to decide,even in the least,my deeds for my feelings thrive in the smallest of things keep me out all you want, for I have endured all the stings what's left is ,is only this raw resolve, an aimless goal,a peaceful absolve, as no matter wh...

बारिश  बारिश आज गिर रही थी बाहर भीगा हुआ मेरा मन था बहार एक तूफ़ान सा उठा था  मेरे अंदर का तूफ़ान, वो क्या काम था ...? एक भटकता हुआ मुसाफिर , जिसे राह में कोई मिला था  आज उस मुसाफिर और मेरी रहे भी अलग हैं , आसमान से बरसता , वो क्या मेरा गम था...? समझना चाहिए था मुझे, अब तो आदत भी हो गयी है ऐसी  फिर भी पीछे मुड़ के देख रहा हूँ, क्या जिसे खोया , वही मेरा हमसफ़र था ...?

Pathos What is this childish yearn...? What is this relentless charm...? Why do I always put my heart  on a path to  wanton harm... Why do you do this to my heart? Why strike the chords at all, when you're not going to finish the song, Why get me flying... just to see me fall?

  Untitled    Let the thunders roar,let the storms pass by.. Let the skies tear down..and the black clouds fill the sky.. As the gods of destruction dance up in the realms, A nd the world shakes up in mighty rumbles.. You in me ...me in you shall stand there hand in hand .. Together and alone in the profound wonder.. Your soul flowing through mine and my spirit enshrouding you. All my strength is now yours and all your grace is mine.. Together in this inferno ..we stand in our own paradise...

An Ode To My Love Ask a king,a diamond's worth, And he will say it's a stone Ask the same to a beggar, And he will fight for it to the bone The feeling of having it all, only to lose, The ruins ,on which my throne sits How can I let know you all, That i have taken my hits No matter what,how much I want, I am losing against the tide of time, Helpless and alone in my endeavours, How do I atone for all my crimes... I have no way,to know if things can be mend, How do I know,I deserve everything again All I know,is that there is so much sorrow, So much loss,so much going on in the brain With every cell in there,I wish for you, every breath in me,in your name If only I could make you believe That things won't be the same... That the love never went away, After all this time I know for sure now, That the sorrow has shaped me That it has molded me somehow I know I am not alone in this fire I can now sense your hu...

  It's Your Time   It's your time, your time to shine, time to shine at last, A shine that shall not waver nor wane, a shine that will lift all the bane with so much in your path, with nothing but a hopeless hope, living through all the nightmares all the while holding onto this rope, to get this shine, it's your time, time to shine at last, born of a streak of the past, the shine has now surfaced, and to last This shine is your armour, your glory lies in your battered soul, and though the fire caught just now your insides were always the coal and thus stands your flame, relentless, indomitable and strong, united and inflamed it shall stand, for a million hearts to share among, because then, it will be their time, their time to shine at last a shine that shall endure and cure, and grow even more vast.

  The Power of No   Giving in is easy to stand aside is a try, but there are some of us, who refuse to be mute and ask 'Why?' then there are some of us, who forgo the selves, the 'me' and 'my' and step out to change the wrong and to even say no the person called 'I' ...and that's the essence of the soul, yes, the power to say no, we all have it with us, but most of us don't know.. that the devil never rests, always whispering in our ears looking for a simple chance in our despair, to feed off the ignorance of the heart, It is our 'No' that he truly fears...

Musings... My feets are numb, The baggage is so heavy, Let the weight loose, Cut me some slack maybe... When the smiles are forced And the heart is humming uncertain When the perspective is all lost Do I pick myself or the pen The pen it is,so have I chosen So let me say,what comes to mind : Maybe you too are in pain I wish I could had comforted my dearest Or maybe you are healing As the train wreck that I am,is now at rest It took me quite a while, But just maybe,this is for the best No intentions to hurt,never had them, Maybe,you just got rid of a pest For I know how tenacious I can be How taxing to your cares Rest assured now, my beloved, For I have already descended down the stairs So hard it must had been for you, And yet so liberating I rejoice in your triumph, As long as you end the suffering Nothing more do I wish No more hopes and no more longings Except one, that I could maybe find you smiling, ...

Gone...   All the promises you made, All the dreams,that now seem to fade, And this pain that wouldn't go, And it hurts to know, They are gone, You are gone Gone away,with the crowd, Washed away by a stream , A stream of unknown faces, Our steps separated by a million paces  And you are gone , Gone before the coming of the dawn.. You are gone.. I still wake up from the dreams, Looking frantically for you, By my side,where you should had been, your touch missed by my skin But you are not there, Not where I need you the most,  And My memory, merely a ghost... A Ghost of a love long gone, A desperate search for a light in the dawn And you are gone  And you are gone... Gone so far,that there's no coming back, Leaving me to ponder what I lack Where is my love,where is my dearest?  In all this turmoil...where is my rest..? Had you been here,I would never let you go, Never hurt you,love you...

The Leader    They say the leader was a fool, that his naïveté cost him his life , that his only weakness was this rule, that he didn't abandon his will at times of strife. When all chose to leave his side, he made the mistake of sticking to what was right, battered and bleeding, yet standing strong inside, the leader fought into the the thick of the night, Knowing well of his imminent fate, when others chose 'peace' he married the blade, and as death loomed the skies,he willingly took the bait... and they say his naïveté took his life.

The Broken Man You were the cliff, I longed for the height, and I chased that dream with all my might ...thanks to that, now I am a broken man. I wished to be with you, looking at the sunset, and yet when I reached,it was all too late, the darkness had consumed the night and I just couldn't wait for the day... All my steps took me further away, with each try,I faltered on the way, and in the end,it was as if, all that was,was worth nothing... How could I have known, that this ascent would be my fall, that in my quest to be complete, I would become this hollow doll... Broken, deranged,damaged from inside, I lay on the grass at night, for all my calls bring me back no answers and the cold valley wind is the only ally. That feeling of joy,of reaching so close, that euphoria of having found you, it was so great,so ecstatic,so pure that nothing can ever rival it, ...

Moon-o-Moon      Moon-o-moon, why did you come to the sky tonight? I had so much work to do, my schedule is tight, I let go of my playtime, I sacrificed my prime I didn't comb my disheveled hair, and I even forgot my evening prayer Then why o why you came tonight? and remind me the touch of your light... Moon-o-moon why did you come to the sky tonight? Why did you remind me of our little secrets and games, now that I have lost myself in the wake of my lofty aims Why did you remind me of those times, when I slept looking at you and listening to the wind chimes I am not that little child you know, With so much work and worry, I had to grow... then why did you come to the sky tonight? I had so much to do, my schedule is tight... Why o why did you have to remind me of all this now, Can I ever come back to you, and if so, then how? But unlike me you don't age, your shine is forever and so I reckon it won't be much of a favor...

To A Place We Belong...    When the lights are down and you long for a soothing caress, When your ship tires of its voyage, and you look for a port, let your anchor drop in the shallowness, and let the waters gently rock you to my shores and as we walk down the sands, barefoot Our every step taken together outlined and traced with love... Let's go walking to the end of eternity, Where all our dreams rest and all rests lie Let's go walking to the end of time... and be gone someplace neither yours nor mine, But a place that would belong to us and us alone.

The Perilous Allure          And so it happened, that the gazelle fell in love with the lion... attracted to it perhaps, like a fly would be to a flame and then it was struck, this fatal deal... one that would require blood to seal That would need both to cross a line, to turn their back to their own kind... And thus began the hunt... guided solely by a scent and a nascent instinct... To seek out the one, a primal urge, with whom your heart beats could merge... And with such thoughts began the arduous journey... That knows no end, that knows no bound and that needs no food to thrive... A journey that takes you far, one in which you never know where you are... And all you know is, you have to reach... life or death now matters the least...

Monster    I am a monster With just one special talent Of driving away the light... Even the ones that matter the most I am a monster, For what I do For all that I've done To myself and others Mistakes after mistakes Until they become a sin Small wounds feeding a gash A hollow that won't heal A whip?stones?or the chair No...this unrest is apter than them all I kept making my choices, Leaving the outcome to faith Can't count where I went wrong Because all I wanted Was to mend it all And here I am again A broken figure,in my stead This is where it always leads Because I am a monster A monster of my own making

Musings      Time and again I play this game, trying to play god perhaps, for me, destroying and remaking the shell as I see fit... Or should I call myself the destroyer? Did my yesterday had more meaning  than my today does? Is the blood on the blade sweeter, or is the sweat on my brow? In dusting the rust off my blade, has the edge taken the toll? Certainly, I have grown, a fine man by all means But the child, the child would have climbed mountains, even knowing the fall. And yet I sit here seasoned and fit, with reason at my side, has the crazy taken a hit? From the crib to the soil, and now soaring high, has this flight taken away the land, in lieu of the sky...? 

A Poignant Recollection      The girl beside the window, the sundrops kissing her eyes, her face half hidden by a curtain A curtain of her thick black hair... She looks out, her eyes seem far her arms hugging her bag close in a slightly defensive slouch, may be thinking of something fond The wind blew a yellowed leaf and it brushed her cheek ever so softly for a moment her gaze fell on the world and she grasped the bag closer From the distance, I saw a hint of comfort, her fluttering lips giving way to a nervous smile. What was it, that was so dear to her? That she clutched so close to her heart? Shifting my glance to the sight outside, I saw a beautiful day.beautified more by her mere presence... She slid a dusky finger in the thick locks and let them aside My heart skipped a beat and her stare met mine I looked away for the fear of scaring her off, like a butterfly on a flower, ever so alert and rightly so, for the world is othe...

Delirium    When the nights are long, and there is not much to do, I sit by my window, and think of you... A heart full of longings and desires, a silent whisper, a silent tear With feelings, even words can't express, I just wish you were here... as the days pass and the nights fade, the more strongly I feel, for me, you are made My love keeps growing and will keep doing so, unless withering into darkness, I go.

With You    The summer Sun shining  on your deep eyes, the morning breeze playing with your hair... and out there you look, on the trees laden with bloom, smiling so sweet, as only you can do, and I can't tell you, that how much joy, you fill in my world, to be out there in the morning sun with you... I don't know what magic you call it, which word for that feeling will do, but all I know is that when I am with you, being happy is all I can do...