this world is temporary
the money
it won't be in our graves
our possessions will be left behind
so live your life
fully
while you can

I smile and cry in Bengali
I sing in Bengali too
Whenever I feel pain
I find a cure in Bengali!

Bengali is my mother tongue
The Bengali language is my soul
I see the simple path in Bengali
and there I get my wound heal!

Bengali is the light of my eyes
Bengali words are the power of my voice
The Bengali language has been honored
and it has no competitors.

We talk in Bengali
That's why we are Bengali
We won the Liberation War for this passion
and now we are independent!

Bengali, today you are proud of us
for whose love, blood, and self-sacrifice
They are on the head of Bengali;
They are alive with the rising sun.

Oh, Bengali language,
You have been purified
with the blood of our nation
On the 'Twenty-one' February!

Too soon to know, too late to change.
We're on our way to experience it all.
Be patient and kind. Don't rush me.
I'll not push you.
Together we may just make it !

Though I may
Though I  might
There are so many other things
That I wish on this night
The tide stores splices of onerous flesh...
stashing them out
And bringing them smoothly inside-
the rucks of darkness encloses
Tall frawns taller skirting vines
of turbulent giant bladder kelp
Survival should do one more...
then plenty is each species of human that cares
Grime sedentary shimmied hurriedly amongst hidden foul dusts
Plots spoken wed cloths
damask silken treading
  lightly weeds where they don't belong
As we catch up to the cries
Senses to  fulfill seniority demure paucity
oh they  rinse and ringtones wash the dreams back out
Craft sols dented pride it's sinister
always  aiming hollow
    shat the one toothed grin
I could not be I if killed certainly jeering
at stimulant cartwheel punches
the crap lit doing wrong
  yet by being studied each wave it repeats
   a logarithm of ultimate denial
    a surface squalor assuring currents champion
Wash away polyhedron pith
the face of pestilence
Personifications attempted
Douse the material frost with fire
  from the grand stares glancing at you
Whose to realize the first and last valiant voyage
is tiding as of driest concerned philanthropically beholden logics

Heap of ashes that I am
Phrased in terms of burning

I hunger
For your taste
Your smell
The feel of your soul touching mine..

Aimless in this sexless foreplay
I have nibbled so long at the table of the your world
It turned to dust in my hand..

Hunger..

The next sunrise -
Sunset
To touch the one you love
To try again.

To live ..
Her stalking beauty
Her theatre of expressions..

In this moment
The gesture of the amorous
The longing for consummation
All desires are abolished
By the plenitude of their satisfaction....

Gypsy

So with no more than to bow for class
Our view has little skill
Makes its way through the vast
Reminders never hate today
Makers not waste the slow gets going fast

Another series awaits
Bodies untilled adjourn to heaven
Civility holds tones sending  the spells
Resulting akin  our zero acuity
Formed of earth made to sell of  ample steel & metal

Leaving our fortresses today it's the greatest
It's the miracle wealth we can experience in eternity
The rate of switching mortgages makes it first class

Phone warns warming lithium  
Warming world then rings its dominion returns
When we're all called back cursed alone
Babes of the 21st  bare breast of the impurity

Mete through the soul
Ours went out the window in conference
Celebrate different significance
Tapping buttons then numbers days and slaps

Eventually turn into you
You want nothing more
But posturing psychotic deference
Sneaky control on which one faces
The slithering waps elusive filmy dark embraces

Meal of the day from reptile faces in the sun
Could make what we know
Be created from foreign lands ladies and gentlemen

Endangered though there's forgiveness its morbidly bound
It's life only but a simply marvelous art piece to defend

The name for doctrine
Life soon to be shed
Two way run back and back further
Unsettled chirps encompassed  pretty birds swanked
Yet there in thy neighbor's hands declared mutual pranks

With sin revelry caustic confusion
  demeaned and bled
With this the last writhing grungy
   sifting weapon
   I pronounce you've been wed !!!