She and her lonelineness(?)

She is walking down by the street...
Alone amongst the crowd,but is she lonely?
She has got a dream picture of future, in her eyes,
But not really of a new city !

The faces from the back,are worried if she will cry,
The faces around,are confused if she is really so shy !

but,does she want to be lonely?
Or, would like to be cosy?

Is she so predujiced ,that no one feels her forlorn,
Or she has achieved such a strong heart to be alone?

Yes,there a pale picture lies in her eyes,
But she doesn't let the new hope die !

She seeks for a special touching power,
And right after that she fights back to the damns !!

Why ?

Just wanna love you,
And make you smile,
But, Oh ! No ,
I've wished so high !

You showed me the path ,
And taught me how to love,
But, I've lost my mentor,
Because of your lie !!

Each day I can feel,
That it burns really,
Oh ! I can cure it,
But you stop me daily.

Oh ! It haunts me truly,
And I can forget them never,
But how come you're doing well,
Have you suffered from amnesia ever ?

How can your eyes
Reflect any other face ?
My eyes remember you all the time,
Do you've only pain for me to bless?

Oh ! you've proved it right,
That I've chosen a wrong one,
But, how can I walk back?
The love is already done...

And I wish,one more time
That you come close to me,
But, no, its not you,
Let the dagger to kiss me !!

Anonymous Spirit

I stare at the burnt soul
And try to feel it intensely,
I can see the shabby ashes,as well as
The Phoenix ; lying devastatingly.

Oh ! It can't rise again,
Because,it can't fly so high !
As, it holds another view,
Where,flying is worse than to die.

It belongs to winter,
And summer is far away from it,
O bird ! how stubborn you are !
You fixed your heart to commit.

"Don;t call yourself a Phoenix,
If you don't arise again..."
-But you admit even this insult,
As you don't want to gain.

You believed that you're tired of being Keats's bird,
As well as Shelley's...
And now you want to live or die for yourself only,
Oh ! you are so selfish !!

You think you are different,
And you believe,you're still not 'known',
So,that your shrill voice doesn't utter 'Chorus Hymeneal' or 'triumphant chant',
But just wants to mourn.

Don't know,if you're gone forever,
Or, you're still alive
But be sure that,
Your burnt soul cannot again thrive.

Be unnamed,
Or, be unknown,
But don't follow the way,
Which was 'wrongly shown'.

- Shinjana Das

A Reflection

It is not the first time,
That I've felt your beauty.

But this time,I've found myself
in your bosom.
This tranquil deity is taking me
to another world.

I wonder,that though I was reluctant
to go through...
But still it is impossible
to deny you completely.


Today,you've poured your blessings on us.
But should I enjoy or be upset?

It seems,
That though a veil of secrecy
is made around,
But you can sympathize and
mourn for me.

Now I should be shrouded again...

In spite of the tumult inside,
This peaceful ambiance has been enjoyed by me

But,you've never got rid of us since so long.

O , dear don't be so beautiful,
That we get a reason to kill you.

I know how poison comes in the form of drug.

Don't be so great
to bear this all.
But be a little shrewd
to pay us back.

It may sound cruel,
But I know you are innocent.

Better I'd wish your delight,
Instead of taking attempt to molest you through praises.




[Shinjana Das is a poet of the modern age.The poem A Reflection was written in June,2010,a few months after of her return from Pelling.It is recorded that she visited Pelling in South Sikkim with her family in the end of April,2010.Unlike her early poems, A Reflection is about mother-nature,though a fine indication is created towards some personal expriences through the lines.This is a free-verse poem.]

Bewildered

He is sinking in the fiery deluge/going near to fearsome death...

May be Satan or Beelzebub or it has any other name,
I thought him good,but he didn't remain the same.

Alas,he was my dear,
And he is going to be killed by his own spear.

Though Lucifer used to show light in Heaven,but it was me,who did it for you,
But OMG again and again darkness seems more familiar to you.

Oh again I'm trying to stop the race,
Because you've made it all a mess !

Each day each night I cry upon my fate,
Did you kill me to win a bet?

The world is so rude that I wonder,
You also proved it,that I've made a blunder.

I'm gifted a dismal face,
And your world is a total mesh.

I can't get out of this and I'm dismayed.
Its not at all a glorious Enterprize that you've made.

I'm still perplexed and its a doleful state,
Can I consider you as the best mate??

Tomake lekha khola chitthi

Ei prothombaar tomake khola chitthi dichhi..
obosshyo,chitthi ki tomake kokhono likhehci?
mone pore na...
ekhon to bhalobasa-r kotha janate,proman dite,
phone,scrap,sms,mail-i jothesto.
Obosshyo mail-o ki ek dhoroner chitthi noy?
Ta-o bodh hoy tomake sebhabe likhini kokhono,
Se ja-i hok...
Nije rmon-take uriye niye jabar jonno
tomar naame save kora oi ringtone-tai jothesto.
Kokhon theke je oi bajna-tar jonno opekkha kore thaki...
Oi bajna-ta tomake contacts-er vire alada kore chiniye deye.
Amar mon-tao oi sur-tar motoi chhonde chhonde neche otthe.

Jano,sedin jwor hoyechilo,
Kintu tumi dekha korbe bole,ghumatei parlamna,
Mobile-tar dike tthaye takiye suye thaklam,
ke jane kokhon aalo-ta jole utthbe,
Aar ami jodi dekhte na pai !!?

Kirokom odbhutbhabe dingulo kete jachhe, naa!?
Mane thik odbhut noy,
Asole kichhudin ageo jantamna,
Tomar sathe amar jibon-ta ebhabe...
Hummm..koto kichhui je janina...

Achha tumi ki ekhon amar kotha-i bhabcho?
School-er ekta bondhur stahe eorkom khub mile jeto.
Dujone ek-i somoye ek-i kotha bhabtam,
Amra boltam 'telepathy'.
Tomar sathe amar telepathy match korchhena?

Pore janio,
Ei somoye,tumi amar-i kotha bhabchile kina!

Sedin tomaye dekhte khub bhalo lagchilo,jano!
Jedin prothombaar tomar office-er kachhe niye gele,seidin...
Sedin onekkhon ghurechhilam...
Ki sundor somoygulo...

Aar jedin prothom tomar bari gelam,
ki tension,aar ki anondo !
ha ha ha,
kh-u-u-u-b sundor somoy upohaar diyechho,
on-e-e-k on-e-e-k dhonnobad...

Aar jedin tumi...

Umm,ebaar ami pen-ta bondho korbo,
naa,pen-er kali sesh hoyni motei,
Tumi nischoi ghumiye porchho!
Egulo pore pore bore hochho,na!?

Thik ache,chitthir baki-ta nahoy,
Ph-ei sesh korbo,
Obosshyoo ekhon chitthi mane to
sundor muhurtogulor smriticharon kora,
seta korte hoyto tomae
sarajibon_i ebhabe bore korbo... ;)

Bhalo theko.

Punoshcho: Sorirer dike kheyal rekho aar amake bhule gele next jedin dkeha hobe,
sedin onek maar paona thakbe,mone rkeho,kintu ! hehehe :P

Iti,
Tomar 'Ami'