POEM

No more to say…

The day before to sleep...

I tried to sleep...

The night before to wake up…

I tried to wake up…

because , the dreams have destroyed…

because , the feelings have ruined...

in between the fragrance

of death and life...

The Inner Man

How?

Can I make you understand!

Still I am thinking,

Still I am sinking,

Under the traditional value

Whenever, I am fighting for you to feed.

Make you silent

Make you polite

Make you satisfied

Are not only the matters.

The matters

Whoever asking you to live life,

as human being.

Right from the beginning,

Maya, Mane ever plucking the tea leaves,

This has become the tradition in our tea garden.

But Maya, Mane

Never getting much more

Glow on their cheeks,

Never getting smile on lips

Never getting complements on their hand.

How?

Can I make you understand!

Still I am thinking

Still I am sinking

Under the commercial value

Whenever, I am fighting for you to feed.

That only the reason why

See! Others

Feel! Others

And make changes

However, the needs make you deserve.

Break the traditional blindness!

Break the traditional sincerity!

Break the traditional thinking!

Break the traditional value!

These are suppressing you!!

If I play with …

It was first weekend

Of the second month

1997, she was playing

Under the tree with her parent

Unlikely

It was offside…

At the

Same time

My legs pause the

Motion, eyes lost

The way, heart

Increased

The speed

Mind changed the topic

I felt something

Missing there

In a cage

In a boundary

Like smile

Like enjoyment

Like romance

All together like Love

Likewise I was thinking

At the same place

At the same time

On the same grass

If I play with her…

Sorry friends

Sometime dream comes true

Now she is my wife

We have a child

Playing together at the starting point!

And a child has started watching us over here!!