Thursday, October 15, 2015

Rolling stone

life is like a rolling stone
just keeps moving on and on
never stops by to think about
who you were with wat u left behind
but today billy is old and cold
its time to hit the end of the road
lonely he sees all those good old times
the dance by the river Rhine
he dont remember her name
bt he does remember her face
and that walk in Paris at midnight
and those tears in her eyes when he said goodbye
and billy kept moving on
so many people hopped off and on
bt her face kept flashing in his mind
that night, that kiss, it was paradise
bt life is a rolling stone
and they had goals they wont let go
they bid goodbye and walked down the road
only to realize they aren't whole nymore
and now at the end of his life
billy wished if only he had stopped by
her doors are closed forever now
the grave says it was never a goodbye

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

ichha

bristi pore tapur tupur
bhijche matha hatche tabu
pithe tar masto ek bojha

jholar chape jhukche j kandh
nei pashe keu chatata dhorar
klanto parisranto cheleta

soda matir gandhe vora
khelar mathta dakche tak
footballer post duto mon bhar
moner ichha hoy na puron
barite apekhae achen anker master

ma er kache baina kore
guitar haate stage kapabe
jodi pae anumoti tar

baba r chokher humki dekhe
fire jay chupti kore
bhenge jay sapner bhandar

daktar ba engineer hotei habe tak
monta jatoi dik tak bandha
guitarer tar chirlo monei
berolo katota rakto
dekhte paini chokh tar baba ma r

aj se chele engineer
bidesh ferot babu
paisar kono khamti nei to tar

baba ma chele bou nie
shantir sansar
tabu mon ta ajo dagdho bhison bhar

bhenge jawa guitar tak
jurte chae se ajo
khelar mathta ajo tane tak
sudhu harie geche saisab ta
cigeratter er dhowae
jiboner apurno ichhae

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

chorabali

ratre jakhon akashpane chai
chander alo dhole pore gae
chokher majhe bhase ek chobi
janlar pashe darie acho tumi
ghano chuler gocha elie die kandhe
mone tomar hajar katha baje
gungunie otho mone mone
thoter kone hasi othe fute
sei hasite bandi ajo ami
bhalobasar chorabali...

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Ami nirupae

seshbar dekha hoyechilo tomar sathe
brishti chilo sangi pashe
moner canvase ajo tomari chobi
bheshe othe ghum bhanga chokhe

tumi bolechile pae pae poth chola
thambo na asuk jatoi badha
siter himel bataser pithe chore
chole gecho tumi ami eka

keno dile faki tumi amae
bholale amak bhalobasae
chokhe nie hatasa r kanna mone
hahakar kori ami nirupae

aj bristi hochhe abar bhishonbhabe ami
hatchi eka ei rastae
chena poth dokangulo aj achena lage
ami harie gechi manusher samudre

tumi bolechile tumi megher bou
bolechile tumi rajkonya amar
tai kon jadukathir chowae amae ghum parie
tumi harie gecho kore andhakar

janina tumi acho kothae kar sathe
sudhu jani tumi acho mone amar
hoyto tomar mon thek amae diecho muche
purano asbaber mato

tomak nie dekha spaner tukrogulo
hridoye bidhe ache amar
cigeratter dhowa smritiguloe tane jatoi parda
tabuo dagdho mon shanto hoy na

keno dile faki tumi amae
bholale amak bhalobasae
chokhe nie hatasa r kanna mone
hahakar kori ami nirupae

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Tumi

Tumi ekta kathin anko
Jar uttar keu janena
Kono formulate fele
Eke pawa jabe na

Ami ekta pagol chele
Din raat tomak chai
Tai chesta kori barbar
Dhadar uttar khojar

Tumi ekta kathin gaan
Jeta gaitei para jay na
Jar sur tal loy
Kichui bojha jay na

Ami samanyo ek gayak
J tomae gaite chae
Tumi bolo na chesta korle
Para ki jabe na?

Tumi ekta jotil poth
Jar diker kono thik nei
Kothe shuru kinba sesh
Keu ta janena

Ami bhabagure ek pothik
Jar cholar nei ko sesh
Tabu kakhono tomar sesh
Ki khuj pabo na?

Monday, July 19, 2010

Kolkata

janlar pashe boshe
ekta guitar haat e
halka kichu sur bheshe berae
brishti r chat alto
lagche amar gal e
chokher kon e jol cholkae
mone pore jae amar sei chottobelar katha
sukher sei dingulo
fele esechi amar sahar kolkatae
tram bus e bhora rasta
footpather hawker
miss kori ami aj bhison
victoria nandan
esplanade er sorgol
kothae harie aj gecho
rastar more masir dokane
ek cup cha sathe ekta flake
fele esechi amar sahar kolkatae
baisakher bikele kalbaisakhi
barshae kada bhora rasta
bhalobasi ami tomae amar sahar kolkata
durga pujor bhir
ba new year eve
seje otho tumi tilottama
fossils thek cactus
gariahater fuchka
mishti doi r rasogolla
salt lake city center ba dhakuria lake
coffehouse ta ajo kandae
fire jete chai ami tomar kache kolkata

Monday, March 29, 2010

thakbo apekhae

ajker ei ami achena
harie gechi kothae janina
jiboner ei pothe eka chole berai
poth chala kobe thambe janina
achena sahar achena samay
hochot kheye egie jete hoy
sudhu hat ta ke dhorar keu thakle pashe hai
jibonta koto sahaj mone hoy
na na na na
eto eka keno hai
na na na na
jiboner ei poth cholae
na na na na
tumi acho aj kothae
fire esho fire esho
tomake nie ami bachte chai
sada kalo ei jibone rong bhorte chai
sudhu ekbar haat barao ami achi apekhae
tomar bhalobasa pete chaisudhu tomar bhalobasa pete chai
ami ajo achi thakbo apekhae