tajmahal

ketiyaba tajmahal eta mrityur bedona
boga haat bhori bur kusai
jonak't bohi thake
thik jen
mrityur taap't haat xeki aase
tajmahal rupi ek norokonkaal

aru ketiyaba
tajmahal eta jonaki xopun
dupor nixaa haat baul di maate tumak, muk
raati bur hoi pore rupali, thik jen rupkotha
rupali jamuna't lahe lahe boi jai raati'r tora bur
lahe lahe aahi thup khai rupali tora bur
tumar, mur bukut...

kintu ketiyaba
tajmahal mathu eti mrityur bedona. ..

eyes

in my mind i see your eyes
and the strange play of gleam and shadow within
this is where darkness becomes light and lights turn into nights
this is where i lose my way, this is where i find my path

alive

with my thousand thoughts
i have bruised the air
soon the evening turns blue with pain- like a bleeding heart
my temples throb - with your burning love

i dream that i am walking alive.

belonging

if you ask me so
i will go away
but tell me this...
even when gone
does not the moon still belong to the sky?

always

i climb
the air, always.
always, my left foot slips
i fall into the moon
...
the moon smells like your heart, always

stops...

you know?
how even when the rain stops
the sound of it still keeps playing in the mind...
when you go away
that sound stops

moon

if i could have told you
all that is in my heart,
i would have said it again and again
i cannot
so i give you the moon tonight