raat jaga "DHRUBOTARA"

Sondha seshe jakhan name andhar ai prithibi jure...........

Nam na jana hajar pakhi fire jai nijer nire..........

Takhan name moner kone achena ak shunyota.................

Kichu na paoar ar Kichu peye haranor barthota--------------

saradiner seshe joma-kharacher hisab khojar probol cheshta-------------------

jakhan samne ane sei nirmam satyo , dekhi

Joma hoyni kichu e , Kharach e hoyeche sarbatra..................................

takhan ai prithibir nikash kalo andhokare------------------

sudhu nijekei pai Dishahara-------------------------

Ar sangi bolte oi "RAAT JAGA DHRUBOTARA"

NUMB

Life isn't just full of happiness,
It's sunsets, it's love, it's tears.
It's the thoughts of yesterdays memories,
That can wash away all out fears.

It's that very painful experience,
That each one of us has had.
It's the laughter that fills the air,
It's the tears when you are sad.

It's loving that someone special,
That at one time made you smile.
It's the pain of losing that person,
But the memories that make it worthwhile.

It's that child in every one of us,
Although in time we'll all be old.
It's the good times we'll never forget,
It's the memories we'll always hold.

It's the hug that we all need,
When we'd rather drown in our sorrow.
It's the hope in every one of us,
That makes us hold on for tomorrow.

dry EYES

Why do I cry today?

Why are my eyes so red

And yet my pen so dry?

Ostentatious clouds of pain

Run tears now down my sky.

Is it because-

The dead child rots on the street,

The sacrificial lamb in panic bleats,

That i pontificate like Keats?

Or because-

The cancer-ridden lady,

Is screaming at all the Gods,

To end her tortured soul?

Why are these words so hard,

To find, to grind and to spit out?

Is not the disease-plagued child,

Crying out aloud?

Is that not muse enough for me?

Ain't it sad enough for poetry?

Aren't the lovers all star-crossed,

Aren't the graves still grey?

Isn't darkness still colder,

Than the feeble light of day?

It is because-

I AM DRY.

Why do I try,

To weep the tears of others,

For whom I care a damn?

Whose existence matters not,

To who or what I am.

But still, I try, I try,

To speak the pain of all,

To take the lonely fall,

To bite the cyanide of those,

Whose pain finds no verse or prose,

But runs silent down their cheeks,

In crystal tears of pain.

My hands are shaking.

It is not because-

I swoon in vicarious dreams,

Lit not by candle-light,

But by Darkness' black beams.

I know why my hands are shaking.

My hands are shaking beacuse they know.

The truth.

They know that I am hollow.

They know that I am false.

Know that I write these here words,

Only to pin them up on walls.

I speak stolen words,

Whispered in those halls,

Where dead poets crawl,

Over broken graves of poets dead.

Listen, can you hear them?

Poets repeating poets,

Repeating poems of old.

Same words, same tales,

In 'New Verse' told.

These words, these letters I spit out,

I regurgitate their lies.

The blessed God of Poetry,

In a hidden corner cries.

And you, reader, cut my words.

Soak them, wash them,

Hang them out to dry.

'Rythmn', 'Metre', 'Ryhme' and 'Style'

Are all polluting my clear skies.

You hear, you read, and then you say,

"Hey man! Your not too bad!",

Or,

"Your not so great,

You should have used those ryhming couplets,

Without any rebate..."

Shut up.

And listen. Listen to me now.

Shut your stupid, dumb, repeating mouth.

Repeating words, repeated since,

Repeating time began.

Listen. Just hear what I say, hear what I say.

But what do I say?

What do I say?

What do I say?

What could I say,

That's never been spat on this dust before,

Or like a donkey brayed?

hmmmm..................................

Hang up the phone, the line is dead

The bitter lyrics yet unsaid

I sit alone inside your head

I breathe and tell myself I'm dead

Wind and wayward madness fell

I sinned, I sinned, take me to hell

But heck, I've tasted all the bliss

That's makes the music feel like this

That makes this pen run so dry

As I bite my cyanide

As stars bloom to blue outside

As darkness turns to bitter light

I stare up into empty space

I miss your bitter bliss, the taste,

Still lingers in my mouth, my head

Spins with all the songs I've read

I brush aside your hair in strands

I kiss away your pain, your hand,

Felt warm in mine, but now I'm bleak

Prufrock taught me not to speak

Upon your crucifix I'm slain

In ecstacy is all my pain

Burning out like a distant star

I'm halfway up to Valhalla

Can we soar on just one wing?

Can I find that silver ring?

Can you bring back just one day?

The raindrops, coffee, Hemmingway?

Metro rides, it's cold inside,

Hold me, hold me, till I'm dry

Mermaid, mermaid, sing to me

Of guitars, love and Vitamin C

Flowers made of iron wire

Wrath the blooms like blood and fire

Joy that rings like chords of life

Treachery cuts me like a knife

Afternoons on messy beds

Songs exploding in my head

Laughter ringing true and false

Silence walking down your halls

Rooftops drizzling with your song

The chords I'm playing sound so wrong

Lightening flickering stark and strong

Your softly parted lips in song

Broken clouds of bitter grey

Light at the end of a rainy day

Drizzling drops on puddles rain

Slowly drying tear-drop-stains

The fickle words of foolish bards

Fate is written on the cards

The Queen of Hearts and curving smiles

Bitter breath of would-be guile

I look straight through warm facades

On shattered glass your beauty marr'd

Staind, grained, the old pictures

Are these thoughts, or lying words?

Can I sing of all that's there?

Can I twirl your pretty hair?

Do I dare to eat a peach?

How deep inside me did you reach?

Can you see the dark inside?

When heaven breaks, where will you hide?

For God knows there is no one there

No one with whom you can share

When sex and cigarettes are dry

When there's no sorrow left to cry

When you've been stabbed and turned to dust

When all those flowers turn to rust

You wingless fall from out the stars

You cut yourself to see the scars

And voices scream inside your head

And all those lyrics that you've read

The dangling conversations, break

And stars like horse hairs loosely shake

Tears are flooding through the door

Your fingers slipping on the chords -

- All saying just ONE frightful thing

You're all alone, and though you sing

Of everlasting love and joy

You are but hedonism's toy

Alone, the woods are dark and deep

Alone, the path is far too steep

Alone, the Listeners laugh at you

Alone, the misty street lamp dew

The leaves of autumn turn to frost

Your picture turns to auburn rust

Hang up the phone, the song is dead

And all the cliche'd lyrics read

I sit alone inside your head

Breathing though in truth I'm dead

I am "NOMORE"

I believe that everything happens for a reason..

ppl change so tat u can learn to let go..

things go wrong so that u can appreciate them when they're right...

you believe lies so u eventually learn to trust no1 but urself...

and smtimes gud things fall apart so better things can fall together!!

"Life is what happens 2 u when u r already planning 4 sumthing else....!!!"

"PAIN"

Don't leave me in all this pain

Don't leave me out in the rain

Come back and bring back my smile

Come and take these tears away

I need your arms to hold me now

The nights are so unkind

Bring back those nights when I held you beside me

Un-break my heart

Say you'll love me again

Undo this hurt you caused

When you walked out the door

And walked out of my life

Un-cry these tears

I cried so many nights

Un-break my heart

My heart

Take back that sad word good-bye

Bring back the joy to my life

Don't leave me here with these tears

Come and kiss this pain away

I can't forget the day you left

Time is so unkind

And life is so cruel without you here beside me

Un-break my heart

Say you'll love me again

Undo this hurt you caused

When you walked out the door

And walked out of my life

Un-cry these tears

I cried so many nights

Un-break my heart

My heart

Don't leave me in all this pain

Don't leave me out in the rain

Bring back the nights when I held you beside me

Un-break my heart

Say you'll love me again

Undo this hurt you caused

When you walked out the door

And walked out of my life

Un-cry this tears

I cried so many, many nights

Un-break my

Un-break my heart oh baby

Come back and say you love me

Un-break my heart

Sweet darlin'

Without you I just can't go on

Can't go on....

2012-the facts of earth's destruction

SCIENTIFIC EXPERTS from around the world are predicting that five years from now, all life on Earth could well come to an end. Some are saying it’ll be humans that would set it off. Others believe that a natural phenomenon will be the cause. And the religious folks are saying it’ll be God himself who would press the stop button. The following are some likely arguments as to why the world would end by the year 2012.

Reason one: Mayan calendar

The first to predict 2012 as the end of the world were the Mayans, a bloodthirsty race that were good at two things -- building highly accurate astrological equipment out of stone and sacrificing virgins.
Thousands of years ago they managed to calculate the length of the lunar moon as 329.53020 days, only 34 seconds out. The Mayan calendar predicts that the earth will end on December 21, 2012. Given that they were pretty close to the mark with the lunar cycle, it’s likely they’ve got the end of the world right as well.

Reason two: Sun storms

Solar experts from around the world monitoring the sun have made a startling discovery. Our sun is in a bit of strife. The energy output of the sun is, like most things in nature, cyclic and it’s supposed to be in the middle of a period of relative stability. However, recent solar storms have been bombarding the earth with lot of radiation energy. It’s been knocking out power grids and destroying satellites. This activity is predicted to get worse and calculations suggest it’ll reach its deadly peak sometime in 2012.

Reason three: The atom smasher

Scientists in Europe have been building the world’s largest particle accelerator. Basically, its a 27 km tunnel designed to smash atoms together to find out what makes the universe tick. However, the mega-gadget has caused serious concern, with some scientists suggesting that it’s properly even a bad idea to turn it on in the first place. They’re predicting all manner of deadly results, including mini black holes. So when this machine is fired up for its first serious experiment in 2012, the world could be crushed into a super-dense blob the size of a basketball.

Reason four: The Bible says it

If having scientists warning us about the end of the world isn’t bad enough, religious folks are getting in on the act as well. Interpretations of the Christian Bible reveal that the date for Armageddon, the final battle between good an evil, has been set for 2012. The I Ching, also known as the Chinese Book of Changes, says the same thing, as do various sections of the Hindu teachings.

Reason five: Super volcano

Yellowstone National Park in United States is famous for its thermal springs and old faithful geyser. The reason for this is simple -- it’s sitting on top of the world’s biggest volcano and geological experts are beginning to get nervous sweats. The Yellowstone volcano has a pattern of erupting every 650,000 years or so, and we’re many years overdue for an explosion that will fill the atmosphere with ash, blocking the sun and plunging the earth into a frozen winter that could last up to 15,000 years. The pressure under the Yellowstone is building steadily, and geologists have set 2012 as a likely date for the big bang.

Reason six: The physicists

This one’s case of bog -- simple maths mathematics. Physicists at Berkely University have been crunching the numbers. They’ve determined that the earth is well overdue for a major catastrophic event. Even worse, they’re claiming that their calculations prove that we’re all going to die, very soon. They are also saying that their prediction comes with a certainty of 99 per cent; and 2012 just happens to be the best guess as to when it occurs.

Reason seven: Earth’s magnetic field
We all know the Earth is surrounded by a magnetic field that shields us from most of the sun’s radiation. What you might not know is that the magnetic poles we call North and South have a nasty habit of swapping places every 750,000 years or so -- and right now we’re about 30,000 years overdue. Scientists have noted that the poles are drifting apart roughly 20-30 kms each year, much faster than ever before, which points to a pole-shift being right around the corner. While the pole shift is under way, the magnetic field is disrupted and will eventually disappear, sometimes for up to 100 years. The result is enough UV outdoors to crisp your skin in seconds, killing everything it touches.

Don't Forget me

They say love is just a game,

they say time can heal tha pain

sometimes you win,sometimes you lose

and I guess its just a fool

I keep holding on to you

I told you once you were the one

you know that i'd died for you

although it hurts to see you go

oh this time you should know

I won't try to stop you

Don't you forget about me baby?

Don't you forget about me now?

someday you'll turn around and ask me"why did I let you go?"

So you try to fake a smile

you don't wanna break my heart

I can see that you're afraid

But baby it's too late

'cause I'm already dying

Don't you forget about me baby?

Don't you forget about me now?

someday you'll turn around and ask me"why did I let you go?"

Whereever I go I don't forget about you

whereever you go don't you forget about me.

Those who have died in WAR

Those who have died,

Caught in the cross-fire,

Going, or trying to go,

About their daily lives,

Have never known why they died,

Not then, and not now.

That has not changed,

Perhaps it never will.

And collateral damage—

Such a pretty phrase for such

Devastating, mindless deaths—

Has always been part of war.

But those who kill, at least,

Had known, once, why they died,

For land, or wealth, or faith,

Or sheer bloody-minded revenge.

The blank, hateful eyes of these boys,

Seen behind masks or sighting down

The greasy barrels of gleaming guns,

Have only anger in them, and despair,

And a blind, unrelenting hatred,

Do they know why these people have had to die?

Life of "LIES"

I learned to live a life of lies

A piece of me

Withers and

Every day & every night

I try so hard

But i cannot fight

I feel so vacant

There is no hope

I know cos I felt it

Cos i broke

Down and cried

Ever since that wretched day

When you happened

To cross my way

Ever since I joined my hands to pray

And then, thanks to you

I stopped, and faded away.

I lost my soul

You made sure of that

You killed it so viciously

You stabbed till it died.

But now I'm strong

Or so they say

I can beat em to pulp

I can scare anyone away.

I have raised my guard

And there is nothing anyone can do

Cos I've gotten used to my loneliness

I'm indifferent to my blues.

I refuse to change

And i will not hide

But oh, that's what I'm doing, isn't it..?

Hiding behind my lies.

Don't ask me why.

I will not answer.

That's not what I do.

I just observe

Silent and Strong

And beneath

The war rages on.

But you'll never know.

I'll never tell.

Cos i choose to live.

I chose life.

Doesn't matter if I'm Torn

Cos i chose it

And now I'm tied.
To my life of lies.