Friday, February 17, 2017

Bhoy

Chul poripati poribeshthito kopal prangone
Tar drishti poloke amar chnoya niye udhao
Kobita lekhar chhoke protikkha porer poloker
Tomar byasto gobhirota, amar premik-swatya.

Sokal theke bohubar bhoy ankre dhoreche amay
Tumi uthle, namle, norle, takale; ami asohay!
Rasta periye cholechi dujone mukhomukhi asamaye
Tomar chokher theke adou sorle tobei thonter abhipray.

Bhabchi tomay boli je tomar chokher gobhire harate chai
Bhabchi tumi hasbe, obak hobe aar mone rakhbe chirokal
Tomar kopale hariye bhabi, naak jeno basanter jongoler tia
Jodi sahosh ashe ektibar, tomay kache niye bhoy hoye jetam.

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