1000 miles

day died out, sun left my land

giving a blank space with my name before and

i caught the leaving train

with heart full of pain,

rumbled down the the station

slowly slowly her touch faded

faded her sight

i failed to catch her again,

with all my might

on that day

reality stayed a while

memory it became

with distance a thousand mile

this day i miss her

get stained with pain

when i remember that day

when i caught the leaving train...

BAISHE SHRABON

*BAISHE SHRABON*

aaj e ei din e
bhora shrabon e
osto gelen robi
prithibhir dhulai r paa dilen na KOBI

hridoy amar ankre dhoreche
tahar chorone noto hoyche
jeebon dorshon e tahake peyeche
tahate dekheche shob

hok na "purano se diner kotha"
ba "bhiru prem er na bola kotha"
mon pagoler golpo gathae
sur diechile tumi

prokritir kole
shob e nosshor
shob e lutae dhulae
mon er majhe tumi shotto
chirosthayi amar hiyae

niyom bhange aaj jara
"bandh bhango" gae tara
tomar lekhonir chiro shotto peye
dhonno hoeche tara

aaj ei shrabone
tomar proyane
utholi utheche mon
kobir kiron harayeche e din
aaj "baishe shrabon"

Orthoheen

Tumi jokhon khub sukhi

Apon sathi peye

Aami tokhon sukh hatrachi

Arthoheen gaan geye.

Brithaee keno chesta korcho

Shey gaaner ortho bujhte

Lagamchara mon koto kichuee na kore

Jeta poripurno noy orthey.

Shob kichuree ortho ache

Kaey boleche tomaye

Bhalobasha jeh nirorthok

Sheta bojha jay.

Pritam Samanta 

14th October 2010 

Tomar Jonno

Jar jonno kolom likheche

Sohoshro kobita

Mon peyeche triptotar 

Ak ojana bilashita,

Keu ki jane k sei hridoy ankita??

Se j kolpona rajjer raj rani

Aamar KALPITA.

Pritam Samanta.

25th January 2009.

Swopno Jokhon

Swopno jokhon ghono borishae,

Badol e galo bhese,

Bastob kano bendhechere amae,

Ghorer kone these???

Janlar bairer drisho ta jano

Thik aamar swopno

Janlar vitore ghorta jano

Bastob ordho-bhogno.

Swopno khola, hasir mela,

Nei tate kono voi

Bastob jano boddho jeebon

Kono shokto porinoy.

Pritam Samanta

 7th May 2010. 

K thik????

Raat sare agarota baje ghorite. Aka aka hantchi shanto rasta tar ak dhar die. Tokhon hotat akta odvut onubhuti holo. Ak hate cycle, kandhe bag, shanto maon, klanto choron thik jano taal e taal milie ak e chonde foothpath tar upor die agie jae. Tokhon hoitoh kono akta du chaka ba char ba dosh chaka amake overtake kore byastotar map follow kore egie jae aar oi enginer gorjon aamake jan chillate cihllate upodesh die jae, bole "PECHIE PORA K ATO BHALOBESO NA, E JOGOT PECHON PHIRE TOMAR DIKE CHAIBENA" kintu amio boli take saradin jokhon ami tar dike chailam se kano amar dike chaibena? e toh bisas ghatokota kintu aamuiaar palta uttor pai nakaron se tokhon amake charie chole gache onek dure. tar sobdow milie gache. tar pechone phele jaowa Petrol er tibro gondho tio akhonb mlan hoe gieche. Kintu tar o amar torker modhe k j thik r k vulta bujhte parlam na. jedin bujhte parbo sedin e jeeboner asol mane ta khuje pabo.....

Pritam Samanta.

KALPITA

Kolponar tuli te rong lagie,

Abeg ke die jagie

Peyechi Ak ojana triptota

Mon dieche enke,

Hridoyer aayna dekhe

Keteche osthirota.

Tai duti ankhi mele

Sob badha pechone fele,

Peyechi se triptota

Jokhon Dekhechi hansche darie

Aamar KALPITA.

                                               

Pritam Samanta

24th january 2009.