Valentine’s Day

Life was not beautiful but full of dreams.
Happiness was all around
And there were new buds in every stem.
All pains were vaccinated by new love,
Sorrows renewed by new hopes.
Somewhere, slowly but surely, life started compensated from long misery.
Spring has set its foot eventually after a long break.

In the peak of spring, When everything was blooming, glowing and shining,
A new stem developed from nowhere in my heart.
The proud owner of the full bloom rose seemed more interested at the new bud.
Where there is happiness at one side,
Equally, there is dream at the other side.

The season collided with Valentine’s Day.
If not in spring, when will the beautiful things come?
The yet to bloom bud whispered at me
“Happy Valentine’s Day!
Though this is nothing to us,
There are many people celebrating this day,
Thinking as a special day”
I suddenly started paying attention to her.

All of a sudden, spring disappeared abruptly from the garden.
The cloud of betrayal and pretension darkened my garden.
Even the new bud started feeling reluctant to bloom in my garden.
How will she shine proudly in the garden of darkness and shame?
When I had moved out too far to return, she always found time to go back.

Exactly after one year, I whispered the same note to her
“Happy Valentine’s Day!
Though this is nothing to us,
There are many people celebrating this day,
Thinking as a special day.”
Where intolerance is there, memory is so short.
She has forgotten the sweet note that she whispered at me.
Words bridged two hearts when they feel for each other,
The same words infringe somebody’s modesty when the feeling is not reciprocated.
The same words she said become an insult to her when she can’t remember it.


Even believing becomes forceful that her head was resting on my shoulder,
And her tender hand on my lap.
The moment of complete silence and departure of mind from thinking anything,
It was the moment when only two persons lived in this earth.
Even the white doves are not as sweet as we were.
No distance can take away that memory far.
Neither time nor betrayal can dwindle that sweet moment.
The shortest moment was powerful enough to last for a lifetime.

When there was love, infatuation makes everything sweet,
Where there is intolerance, everything turns bitter.
It is hard to imagine that how relationships change when darkness falls.
When her words changed from worrying “Are you ok?”
To callous “What is the problem with you?”
That marked the sunset of our relationship.

It takes only four months to change a season,
Somewhere I have forgotten that it is one year from one Valentine’s Day to the next Valentine’s Day.
Then why do I wonder when I saw a change in her.
A meeting for two moment, and eternity of memories.
The head that once rested on my shoulder and face that shone on my eye,
Reincarnates into memory that rests forever in the heart.
But somewhere, the owner forgot her words,
And the return of the lost treasure doesn’t incite her.
I wish she could remember what she had said.

The Wish

Days and years passed by since we met and parted;
But the ordeal continues and the destiny is leading.
Many sleepless nights have gone.
Countless moments of agony and pain disappeared without a trace.
But the perennial tears still water every new pain and distress.
The thought of incessant love for you always troubles me;
But the belief that I won’t get you ever consoles me.
The pain why I can’t let you know always haunts me,
But weakness has found an excuse in destiny.
My inside always asks me why I don’t get you.
Sometimes, a question does not have any answer, only reality prevails.

For everything, I never repent for the hunger of the heart.
Thinking of you is enough to feed me for each day.
Remembering you is all that makes me feel alive.
There are laughter and hopes when dreaming of you.
But a stream of tears overflows from reality when wake up.
I want to think of you as much as I can until it explodes my brain.
It is my source of reconciling the trials of destiny and attaining nirvana.
Nothing is more peaceful than to die for the loved one.
There is only “I Wish” for everything I want in our love.
But the thought of living and thinking in you always consoles me.
Sometimes, I think to ask you what I should be to get you,
But the thought that the union of minds overpowers the unison of bodies consoles me.

Every wait has an end,
But there are only eternal dreaming and perennial tears in my love.
Still, I don’t have any remorse as all I want is to drug my every nerve with your thought,
Where I could see you smiling and hold my hand every moment.
And touch my lips when tears roll down from my eyes.
All I wish is to see you shedding a tear drop on my face when I die.
It will extinguish the thousand fires of hell,
And keep me from thirst in the day long work there.
My heart only seeks for renouncing the world on some beautiful day,
To start a long voyage in the ocean of your eternal love until it submerges forever.

As usual, destiny has the other plan even for my silent and unexpressed love also.
He restricts the freedom to think and weep for you.
When I like to bid adieu to everyone, I have many to look after.
When I want to dig my grave in your heart,
Somebody is dying for me openly.
My hopes and thinking are clipped everywhere.
But for everything, I don’t repent.
Because if there is anything in my empty brain, it is your thought.
My dark life is always bright inside your thought.
Your remembrance always accompanies me in hell and heaven.

A bunch of sweet mistakes in life

I have come to this earth.
A mistake!
To experience hard childhood and poverty.
The joy of the happy family was curtained just after the trailer,
And left to suffer the bliss of broken family at the right time of life.
The more I knew about others, the more mixed feelings I endured.
The more I opened my eyes, the more hardships I saw.
Experienced the life of homeless at the unwelcome place in the early life.

I went to school.
A mistake!
Perpetual tears on my little eyes and headache for mama for tuition fees and clothing.
Failure in exam, and swelling hands for being the constant companion of teachers’ cane.
Gifted shame and tears to mama for the sacrifice of her hard-earned money before others.

I had determined to become a good student.
A mistake!
Brought a moment of happiness to my parents for regaining the lost hopes.
A part for the pursuit of reputation and setting big goal in life,
And poverty was given the backstage.
Soon, many sleepless nights and tears in hostel,
And many nights without dinner at home followed.


I had grown up and fallen in love.
A mistake!
A moment of caring for none and ruling the world.
Got inspirations and enjoyed overflows of water for the desert river.
A companion to give strength for the hungry night, and smile for tears.
I never realized one day I had to pay a heavy price of my poverty.
Her hundred promises and my immortal love died suddenly in one betrayal.
Trust for love dried up somewhere in the valley of disgusts and betrayals.

I got a job.
A welcoming mistake!
There were no more nights that passed away without dinner.
A long era of window shopping had gone by.
Where there was enough food and rest at one side,
Stress and dissatisfaction of work stabbed me all the time.
When I touched the stars, the heart cried for the moon.

I was falling in love again.
A mistake!
The long drought was lover.
The lost faith redeemed again and the cuts of betrayals healed.
The happiness and trust that lost five years back were back.
But the joy did not last for long.
When you thought you can’t live without somebody, she would be taken away for sure.
When I was lonely, an eternal loneliness prevailed,
With perfect serenity and zero interference from anybody.
When I found my savior, another savior appeared.
Both equally strong, and my heart was floating in between.
Each day, when my heart slowly submerged to the nearer,
Equal amount of pain and tears was shedding for the distant one.
The more I got closer to the other,
My heart was resting more for the departed.
Cutting the heart into two equal pieces, and mourned for the unseen every moment.

I got married.
A mistake!
I was an actor, a masquerader playing different roles.
Playing a faithful husband for the faithful wife at one scene,
And a heartbroken, melancholic lover at the other part.
Smiled during the day with tearful eyes followed in the night.
Everything was bright and beautiful until dark.
Unfaithful mind was taking shelter behind the curtain of smiling face.
Paying every moment the price for marrying somebody while loving someone else.

I am dying.
A big mistake!
He has already written new plots and the actor is dying.
Plots will not be wasted; another actor will be chosen.
Living in separation from the heart without any reflection of gloom was the most difficult role.
I want to be a legend of this play, and won’t like handover the bastion to someone.
No one should play this role any further.
But the script has written and the old actor is dying.
Someone has to be chosen to succeed me.

Departure

Both cyclone and hurricane are blowing at the full speed.
The forces are too strong to bear.
And I am flying all around the places I desire,
Until I remember a thread holds the kite.
Earlier I lied to others,
But today, I lie to my heart for the first time.
It’s not easy to lie to own heart as to others.
But I can’t hide the truth.
You can let me forget who I am.
Many great battles ended only in planning.
A revolt that started in the gloomy sunshine ends to a gloomy sunset.
Everything will end as illusions like others.
We are two kites parting from each other.
Flew away to each end line of the two worlds.
No more rapture in ears for the others.
But the sound of the old words fills the emptiness of my soul,
And your smile won’t dwindle.
Only the heart knows.

True Love

Somewhere, in the journey and evolution of life and mind,
True love is in the verge of extinction.
Cheap and temporal love has taken the place of true love.
A miniature passion and lust for a moment is what people consider love.
Our mind and heart can be lured by any blinking things.
Desire, selfish and possessive nature are the new version of sacrifice.
Eternal soul is given a backseat against the transitory physical body."True love is the source of feeling alive.You may be the victim of His jealously. His ordeal starts just from the onset of your divine feelings for her.It's all about happiness and no bad feelings in life.It's all about smiling amidst sorrows and tears amidst happiness.It's all about remembering somebody until the last breath.It's all about thanking somebody for coming in life for whatever the consequence and wherever she is"

Ray

The sun rises and sets,
It rises again the next day and will set like yesterday.
But each day brings a new light.
A new light that guides everyone through darkness.
However, the new light doesn’t bring a new hope to a fanatic like me.
It neither gives aspiration nor warmth and comfort.
All lights are not light.
All rays are not rays.
Some shines in eyes, and some in hearts.
I live in the memory of the one that shone in my heart once.
My heart rests in the brightness of the old ray.
She came and shone for a while, bringing brightness and hope in my life.
A moment of brightness and an eternity of darkness,
But beautiful enough to endure the darkness for the rest of the life!

The Bright Darkness of Life

Life is a puzzle of brightness and darkness.
When some are in agony to buy fortunes
Others can’t think beyond to have some bread on the table.
Some are unleashing terror, some advocating peace.
Some are enjoying the warmth inside, some fighting the rude cold weather outside.
When some are the victims of callous fate,
Some are plotting their own misfortune.
In between, some are waiting their turn reluctantly.
Every moment is a fear of untimely dear soul departure.
Even the little leftover life is not permitted to breathe freely,
Since the mind is eclipsed by sudden yet unwelcome messenger.

Some are working less and unequally fortunate.
Some are working hard and equally unfortunate.
Somewhere, life started envying the dogs running on the streets.
The fastidious dressed-up man weeps, seeing the smile of the roadside beggars.
Where there is nothing, there is peace and serenity.
Good friends end up as foes.
There is conspiracy only to the wrong target.
An ocean is always there where there should not even be a stream.
The destination of true lovers is always departure.

Inside every rainbow, there are dust particles.
And the dirty mud has diamond deep inside.
Brightness is just a hologram.
It is the darkness which is so strong and real that it can be seen.
We are living either in this darkness or in its the bright reflection.