বুধবার, ১৪ জুলাই, ২০১০

Na Ferar Golpo


Ar na, onek hoyechhe ebar...ar ashbo na ame bole dichchhi...


Eibar amar shomosto rokto konika ekshathe hoye chitkar kore tomar naam dakbe


Majhraater mitmit kora taragulo shob vengchi katbe


Chad raage baka hoye dhikkar dibe


Batash eshe jore jore boye jabe, uriye dibe ekgachhi mukher upor pore thaka chulgulo


Brishty eshe barbar bolbe fire jao...firiye dao abar nijeke or kachhe


Kintu na! ar phirbo na...ar ashbo na ame bole dichchhi...




Trinidad'r kobitar moto ebar ameo onek bidrohi


Nijer angul kamriye rokto jhoriye ekaki theke kemon koshto hoi ebar ameo dekhbo...


Tobuo ar jabo na tomar kachhe....bashbo na ar valo...


Jani tume boshe nei amar opekkhai, taito ar ghore pherar tara nei


Koshto guluo tai jemon echchhe chhute berachchhe...


Boye jak shomoy, ame ar agyer thikanai phirbo na..


Ame ar ashbo na....




Dhorte hobena ar amar haat tomar, shonate hobena kono valobashar gaan.


Tomar obohelai onek dure shore gechhi ame, ekhon ar chaileo atkate parbe na..


Ame ar ashbo na...chole jabo ojana oi rastai


Jekhane dhulo thake,dukkho thake.. koshtera dana mele..kannao apon kore nei...


Haata jai uddeshshohinvabe....


Shudhu oi rastai tume r ame haati na...ota amar ekar rasta,


Jekhan theke ame r phirbo na....ashbo na ar tomar kachhe....

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