মায়ের কাছে যে যা চায় তাই পায়
শুধু আমিই কিছু চাইতে পারিনি।
মায়ের দেহে কোনো বসন নেই
ঢাকা শুধু মুন্ডমালা জবার মালায়,
তবু মা যে দানের সাগর
কাউকেই খালি হাতে ফেরান না।
আমার তো কোনো চাহিদাই নেই যে কিছু চাইবো
শুধু মাকে কেঁদে কেঁদে বলি,
......
Though we need to weep your loss,
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.
Your love was like the dawn
Brightening over our lives
Awakening beneath the dark
A further adventure of colour.
The sound of your voice
......
Today I went out and I played in the rain,
It was fun, it was wet, and not at all sane.
I laughed and I spun in the rain, and I danced,
I'd do it again, given the chance.
The rain was cool,
And made my clothes sticky,
But the weather was warm,
And not at all icky.
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For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his Honour, or his Grace,
Or the King's real, or his stamped face
Contemplate, what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.
......
Look at him there in his stovepipe hat,
His high-top shoes, and his handsome collar;
Only my Daddy could look like that,
And I love my Daddy like he loves his Dollar.
The screen door bangs, and it sounds so funny--
There he is in a shower of gold;
His pockets are stuffed with folding money,
His lips are blue, and his hands feel cold.
......
I am not what you see.
Thoughts must always flee.
I am not what you see.
Roots unmeasurable depth
Emotional fields
Unfathomable depth.
I am not what you see.
Traveling shining light
Slow to move in fright.
I am not what you see.
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Why do we live with one eye shut.
Suffering, injustices
Places without a hat.
Looking forward to peace in my heart
Or should I run away from love
Before it breaks me apart.
Did I miss something from the beging
Or was I misinformed.
The story began as if i was to be in it
Only to find Helen of Troy.
......
I can not love with my eyes
For the colour's are different dyes.
I can not love with my hands
For they lie in sifting sands.
I can not love with my feet
For they follow an uncertain street.
Love arrives in a storm
Hail and thunder guides the norm.
Yet I love in light
Breaks the silence of the night.
......
What is love but a mutual exchange of selflessness for selfishness’ sake?
Selfishness is the coal that powers the steam engine
That makes our lives chug along the way they tend to do-
Not inherently evil as we have made it out to be.
What is love but that knowledge that maybe,
If he had asked me to,
I’d turn myself inside out for him?
Love is nothing but how much you’re willing to give in order to receive.
Because what is a relationship
But symbiotic capitalization? A reciprocated exploitation?
......
I don't know if time will be a friend
Or foe.
All I need now is to find the child in me.
To guide me through the trouble ahead.
Saw in your eyes
Only the beautiful skies.
Trapped in no mands land
So love was my only friend.
Yet betrayal would show her hand.
Fear became explained
......