Get Ready, Explosives on the way

Words come to me,
Leave me just the next moment
And I'm left a void
As if I'm dumb,as if I'm a begger.

Things happen to me
I don't understand;
Fire burns and ignites a soul
Feeble though; Puff! smoke and ash.

Computer, result of a deadly sin
I must have commited some life back
Vulnerable as I'm to self criticism
Lack of courage; Words come back.

No sense; if you are looking for
It's a game of creation where
You don't know what you create
And I'm a master here, I excel.

One two three: lamp-posts burning
Can't you see? Yellow evening.
Nose, Ears, oh ho! Silence Streak
And a lotion of mongoose skin.\

Jugglery; Art Gallery, Gallantry
Gay, Lesbian , lies and fantasies
I see through you, you don't read
Words, Explosives I deal in plenty.

Happy Birthday, Upamanyu Banerjee

Brother,
You have a NEVER-GIVE-UP spirit which is quite rare, I must tell you. You are intelligent, emotional and analytic.I love you and Jeet more than you guys will ever know.
It's your birthday today. I hope you are having a fantastic day.
Remember, with 20 years behind you, this is the time to gear up. Possibilities are awaiting your presence. Keep your calm, spread love and solve as much maths problems as you get. Mathematics is God's only language. Feel it. As a brother (that also only three years elder), I don't think I can give any better advice. I love you and I know you can make it big in life.
Cheers.

Deep dada.

kobita poro

Filled with hate,
hatred for myself
the demon eats me
every inch inside
My breath, not mine
The hungry eyes
are pouring ice
all over me!
I would kill myself
And be free of the burden
rage,fear, anguish
are exploding in my brain.
Mercy, love , truth
All sum up to lie
Me , to myself
Fucking dead, yet alive!
Ghosts, all around
and one inside
a needle so sharp
Not enough, burning tides.

Blanket of time

Rolls in the sky,
My dream on a flight;
Stupefied alive,
It flies from your lies.
Destiny divides,
Stars start to cry;
Forever in this life
I saw hopes born and die;

May be together,you and me
Were never meant to be;
And this blanket of dust needs
To stop falling from eternity.

I fail to analyze
What memory defines;
Documents falsified
As a coffin starts to rise;
Clocks come to time
The only word: Goodbye;
Hope that you find
Your way through the night.