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Polaxor ৰঙেৰে aaji দগ্ধ mur hiya, Dhuliyori mur বাটত sun উমি উমি jolise তপ্ত hridoyor bikhad এটোকুৰা, Tothapi পলাশৰ xubakh bisari ক্লান্ত jibonore নদী hoi moi বৈ jaam ~জit

अधूरी हो कोई कहानी ; या, मंज़िल और सफर की, दूरी तय करनी हो बाकी ; पूरी अगर करनी है तो ; कहीं तो शुरुआत, करनी ही होगी । सागर जैसी गहरी सोच को , हकीकत में बदलने की ताकत

You carry so much joy in you that it rubs off on everyone that comes in contact with you They say happiness is quit expensive these days but look at you out there giving it for free. Your type is rar

Just when a Tune turns into a Melody, Just when Words turns into a Poem, Just when Moments turns into a Memory & Memory turns into a Story, Know that You are turning old. PS: Just a thought. Maybe not

Let’s bury our bruised hearts in the smiles our faces radiates So the world can only embraces our positive waves Strong enough to push deep into the sea Emotions that could result in colleteral dam

The setting sun tells you tales of a young lover, for long depressed and dejected. With all it's might, it will rise again, look for the lover he wishes for, but upon an unfortunate series of events,

You asked me to wear my best dress: the one you sent during my birthday. Truth is,I was too excited about meeting you that I didn’t think of any possible harm You said all those nice things to me an

The soil feels firm unlike it used to be, silty. A bit moisture is there but not as before. The spade requires more pressure, it has turned resistive. Once who engulfed all digits of foot calmly witho

An imaginary rainbow Traps our gaze, the way Underbrush in a forest Would our feet. Touched by the brightness Of twinkling lights- Silver, Orange, Blue, Pink Anything pulled out of the rainbow We i

When I die, do not cry For only then will I find true happiness. When you see my cold dead body, do not be sad. Find satisfaction knowing that I'll no longer be mine. I'll go above worldy pleasures

काश में तुम्हें, कुछ यूं छू सकूं ; जो शब्द होटों में ही तुम्हारे, कहीं दबे रह गए ; उन्हें छु कर, महसूस कर सकूं । तुम्हारी आँखों के , कुछ यूं , करीब आ सकूं ; की, राज़ जो छिपे हैं इनमें ; उन्हें पढ़ने क

Beauty: it’s in the way you talk, the way you carry that body of yours,the way you cry,the way you laugh,the way you snort,the way you walk,the way you chew,the way you dress. Beauty: it’s in those s

Tell me what do I write about Nothing much of significance rests on me lately It's hard to bear A plethora of trivialities and a train of recalcitrant musings Just a thought of you here and there Som

The setting sun tells you tales of a young lover, for long depressed and dejected. With all it's might, it will rise again, look for the lover he wishes for, but upon an unfortunate series of events,

The petit rain drops, Falling on the dry paper, Took away the crunch, The girl saw everything, Sitting under the branch. She grabbed the paper, And put it inside a cover, Took it to her home, Carried

Let me inbuilt the courage to stand up again... Let me search for the lost self-confidence... Let me set free all my fears! Let me throw away those clamouring doubts.. As it is the self that can cha

Smoky evening makes the mist- To be just what it wants to be, If somewhere you cry; My pain gets sound, What it sounds to be. As all has gone,you prove to be more real- They exchange their traits. No

It is a promise, less than a truth; It is a year,less than a moment. Abruptly goes away, takes away few possibilities; Needs are crying, content is the one – Who knows words for only words. Hy

लोग कहते हैं कि सेंटा ऐसे होते हैं, वो वैसे होते हैं ; मगर असल तो यह बात है, की वह बस , नेक दिल इंसान होते हैं । वो मोटे-मोटे कपड़े पहने हुए ही नहीं , अध-नंगे, निर्वस्त्र भी होते हैं वो सर्व-सम्प