Future is a fajr azan coming from the mosque
Which wants to spread their frequency to far away
It has effect upon me for today
To an unseen jannat
Soul talks with mortal body
And body is engaged in search of another body
At the corner of lane
On the heap of garbage
Stray ***** and her poppies
Are fallen asleep
Not even bothered some could crush then under the wheels
This is future to get crushed
Where sound of azan is ineffective
And it soul that now likes the body
Nothing is seen but heart hears everything
Any feeling swallows to logic easily
Selfishness after killing the humanity
Want to keep future to alive
Along with me and after me too
--Tapan Susheel

I, for that love
That has been tied with my thoughts
To get untied by only those hands
Which touch my consciousness
A sensation moves up in my whole body
The fire resides in deep down me
But it would be she that get scorched with.
--Tapan Susheel

How we start talking
Thoughts have got lost in vacuum
What the image of happiness and of grief
That have transformed into blurring to me
You are very naïve
And my journey on the way of love remained to be  
A vagabond, spoiled and the trite
I know your buzz of ‘after that’
What would be happen to journey of our love
In search of peace there would be depression
And my kismet would favour my misfortune too  
Better you take advantage of my experiences to rich your life
Not the playing with confusing emotions persisted in the  love
--Tapan Susheel

History is nothing
A window fixed in the wall of time
Where is a view of partial truth and lie
Seen to one and sometimes to others.

There is struggle remained continue inside me
For that I do not want to see repeating
It comes before me again and again
I abuse myself
Why do I do that
But it could happen
To whom my anger explode on
Or in what greed I am trapped
I have to curse own self
But what should I do then?
Struggle, it is a case of occurrence between two breaths
What that conversation has with mind
After having been failed
Frustrated inner self said
Struggle is nothing but that way
Been developed by destiny
for a man like me

I have a tiny heart
Which has undisrupted current for emotions
And in that emotions you reside like a king
Who rules over my thoughts
I feel you hold me
To guide me that I could travel in those areas of sensation
Where no one could yet reach
However  I want to succumb to those vibrations now and till eternity.

I am melting in every drop of rain
For not now but years
Sometimes without a sound of thud or clatter
As pain runs through my soul
Though love has taken  asylum in my consciousness
And then my life has now become lighter

This is it you believe it
Journey was so long and boring
Yes, your face again and again
Emerged in cigarette' smoking rings
You similed, but went lost immediately
I knew what is the existence
Neither you as body nor your love
All this remains alive only in thoughts
Trouble it with,
Thoughts are changed too
Same like pages of my  diary
With faded ink they can not say yet anything
To that I want to listen now.

Tapan Susheel

TOGETHERNESS

For you to living in the heart of mine
A section of it always remains open
But I did not to let it for you
Neither have you come for stay being a guest!
In the form of floating wild smoke
Your existence seemed to me without weight and form
Do I let it dominate on me?
It could be as I let dissolve myself within you
If I have your company day and night!
Away from fire of own carnal desire
Within few minutes existence and the form will be disappeared
And will remain the fire-less embers
Nor the history would be left
Will only be continued to that experience of living togetherness !!
--Tapan Susheel

Beloved! Searched though I everything
And I even got too much
But what I could not yet get
That is only of you
Yes, it is another thing
You have always been connected with me
Not in dreams
But differently and uniquely
By the thread of feeling
And, to search you
With this thread
I have been still flying kite of my desire
In the remotest sky.