Thursday, November 3, 2011

A story of keys

If I had the keys
To unlock mysteries
Sixty cents a week
For a dose of History.

I don't have a name
And names end in shame
Chaos reigns in Hell
Who are we to blame?

A cup of desires in store
For the one and only whore;
The one loved from the core
Has Sun-shine along the shore...

The importance of Key-
Limits are about to flee
Singing within the tree
The Master resides in me.

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বন্ধু

 ভোর-রাতে, নিঃশব্দে সময় এসেছিল পাশে  জীবনের কিছু ক্ষণ নিয়ে অণুবীক্ষণ যন্ত্রে । হাতে হাত, পুরোনো দুই বন্ধুর দেখা বহুদিন পর; হঠাৎ করেই খুঁজে...