Christmas

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It was a cold winter evening and there were a thousand stars in the sky. We were walking along the road, talking about the next Christmas party. You said that our last party was not so special, so we were thinking to make the next one so cool. We talked and talked to set up the plan and the night seemed magical.Then I told her about Sulit.com.ph

ami chhuye dei ? ..tumi lukao..

chhuye dei....
tumi bristi hoye jao...
sara rattir borshon sheshe..
sokal bela janla gheshe...
tumi misti roddur hoye jao..
kimba sobuj pata hoye...
amay tumi tomar majhe...
shishir kore nao...
ektu khani valobeshe...
aro baste chao..

meghla bikel
chonmone sokal
kimba tara vora choitali raat..
ami haat-te chai..
ononto poth..
rekhe tomar haat a haat...

jhorer raat a..
jokhon khub jore baaz pore..
chomke utho..
amar buke mukh lukao..
amar vetor dhuke..
nijeke khuje nao...
aar..
odvut sukh dao.


© Mukit Osman Chawdhury.

enchanted

Words...enchanted by emotions..
are like stones in the sea shore...
better in the way they are...
Rather to be piled up in the way like a wall...
Better they stand still..
And let the waves fall...

you stepped aside..
crossed the line..
flew over the border..
yet..i have..
a wall..smothering me..in every minute..
mosses are growing on the wall..
taking up my oxygen..

it was not there..
ow dear..the wall was not there..
i used to be a free sea-shore..
but..in time..
i lost what's mine..
and you piled up your wards around me..
and now..
m a trapped sea...
alone m i but neither do thee.....

© Mukit Osman Chawdhury.

taste you like a wine...

i got lust for the body..
and love for the mind...
i can sing for the moment..
and dance for the kind..
i spark like a star...
and the moon makes me shine..
girl,i want u in my arms..
while my hand carries wine..

like the flames on the wood..
we dance under the sky..
where clouds follow our moves..
and then ..
i kiss your lips and taste you like a wine...

© Mukit Osman Chawdhury.

amar ami o tomar ami

amar tumi tomake chene na...
tomar ami'r chokhe ami ochena...
amra du'jon du'jon e achhi...
ocheen pothe ochena..

tobu ami amar tumi ke valobasi..
abar tomar tumi-ke boli "valobasi tomay"..
aar tumi tomar aami ke valobaso sudhu..
amar ami neerob cheye thake..hay..

sob kichhu-r por..
amar ami tomar ami ke ghrina korte thake..
aar ami vabte thaki..
ami jodi tumi hotam..
toba amake ami khun kortam...

© Mukit Osman Chawdhury.