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'

Little Girl

The wondered,puzzled face carries about those splintered promises,
and still it is firmly alive,
because,it believes,while the dead soul'd resurrect,
they 'd again thrive.

Still she can feel the touches,
Still she can hear those praises,
they are now focused by all,
Though,the little girl is lost midst of mazes.

Where are those gifted strength and peace ?
she is looking for them.
And a true smile on your face,
are enough to sacrifice wealth and fame.

She is still confident,
in refusing all other terms,
As she has absorbed the power and need,
of your two bold arms.

-Shinjana