Tonight......

Tonight I will sleep under the sky.
Hoping for the rain to come down,
To bathe me,
To relieve me and to heal me.
I've been a sinner,
Having killed all the dreams I've had,
Tonight I shall repent,
I shall weep and pray,
And hope for the rain to come down.

Tonight I shall sleep under the naked, blue sky,
And wait for the stars to shine,
I'll play with my moonlit shadow,
I shall laugh my heart out,
And celebrate my insanity
To the brim of my sane conscience,
And wait for the moon to hide behind the cloud,
Leaving me lonely...in the dark.

Tonight I shall sleep under the dark sky,
And sleep like I've never had all my life,
And hope when I wake up,
My eyes are dazzled,
By the first spark of the crimson sky!

Blue Leaves

And he climed the wall,

Crossed the sea,

Jumped over the moon,

Just to see,

How green it is on the other side of the river?

While I stayed on,

Perplexed......

By the blue leaves of the dawn!!

Terra Cota
What if,
It had rained blood instead of water,
What if it drenched you,
What if it painted you red?
You would then be standing here,
Stupefied,
Thinking whether it's an outcome of global warming?
Or is it some sort of biological warfare....
Today's time does not allow you to think beyong these lines.
What if, you were all red;
You would still be standing here
Silent,
Still trying to believe what has happend to you,
While I would have captured you,
In Terra Cota walls!

And I start walking.....

I start again...to write. It's been a long time since I wrote, but now I decided I should start again....to write. All my previous endeavours in the field of literature has been in my mother tongue(bengali), but this time round I decided that the language should be english, doing justice to the alphabet available in my keyboard.
I start again....to write. Not that I couldn't do without it, but still I decided I should start and write just for the sake of writing and enjoying myself. Sometimes it's enjoyable. I don't know how long I will be able to continue with this hobby, but till the time I feel motivated enough to do so, I decided I should continue to write. Not that I expect that someone will start taking exceptional interest in my short essays, atleast nowadays I myself have lost the interest of going through other people's writings, but still I thought I should write.
If you had the patience to go through the first two paragraphs of the blog, you might have noticed that I am really trying hard to convince myself (more than you) that I should write. But it was important that I start from somewhere, and thank God I found this very apt starting by convincing myself that I should write. Thank you for going through this....the next few lines are my gift to you:

The Un-named Verse

He stood alone,

Quietly round the corner,

Thinking hard, very hard;

I went near him,

Called him by his name,

He didn't respond!!

I called him twice, thrice,

But still there was no answer from him.

Finally he came out of the trance

And cast a strange look upon me

I could see there was a strange glare in his eyes....

He tried to speak,

But something held him back,

Like some unknown fear of spilling out a well kept secret.

He finally lit a cigarette and said,

"Do you think I should start to write?"