মানুষের কবিতা: June 2018

Am I Intolerable


Am I Intolerable

You are talking to all

But not with me

with your mind, eyes, face and all

Talking to the body

It does not just talk to me

You can do everything

Apocalypse of someone

Or  write or read poetries

You talk to all of them

Occasionally, emotion insists, intention to touch you

Can't cope it

Then in the name of being more difficult,

You suppress your feelings

And don't worry, I will not do this

I can not look back

But I find a lesson

You love the person

Who tears hard for you

Can’t you pull up?

Who spends day and night 

Take a look back how romantic moments we enjoyed

Think of the happiness in grief

Am I Intolerable

Who gives you all

 to dedicate life

Hold hands with one word

Who believes,

Love has no terms and conditions

KK


The Long Huff of the Mind

            The Long Huff of the Mind

                

If the complaint,

Misunderstanding is greater than love.

Then the word ‘love’ should have another meaning. 

Did you love to go away?

Love means just as long as there is no misunderstanding?

Is it the meaning actually?

Will you just stay together in a happy moment only!

Or as long as you could have love, as long as you love me.

If you want to break the relationship for these reasons,

These meanings are good to hear!

At least love can’t be insulted.

Because love doesn't mean having merely happiness.

It is the love where bliss and grief germinated.

You can't feel bliss without grief.

Soon after knowing the history of the end of countless love in the world, tears will come out of eyes.

Chandidas-Rajkini, Laily-Majnu, Romeo-Juliet, has a fascination for their love.

It has become history in the minds of people.

Lovers are still being attracted today. 

The tears come in my eyes.

Do not say it is not love, you have never heard of the end of love.

I do not want to keep our love in the list of breaks.

I do not want to say that my love and our colorful dreams are my past.

My diary does not want to call it past, or the bluffing of the blues in the diary.

I do not want to tell you the bad past.

Do not change,

The meaning of our love in dream of mansion with someone else.

It is more expensive than anything.

If you don't love the meaning of love, why did you love me?

Love is the feelings, where the feelings never die.

I still tear in the feelings of love. 

Write the pain in the diary

I feel the depth and depth of my love for you.

Feelings never die.

I know you are also in tears; you may hide yourself, the emotions in front public, but not the feeling.

Feelings never die; people live as long as they have feelings.

But why is the rupture your only decision?

Why do you want to stay with the rupture of distances?

Why don't you think that the break up occurs often?

Why did you not think that I should stay with a rupture?

The one who loves so much from nail to hair,

For which you do not have to go back to rupture.

Why didn't you think?

Change the decision darling, 

The way you choose because nothing has occurred yet.

Look at me!

 The storm has gone; the day has come with light.

The clouds of the sky remain as long as there is no rain.

Just see at my face,

Our anger blossomed and gave birth to a clear sky.

Do not go, forget everything, start a new life, live with new hopes.

Where there will be no lack, there will be no complaints,

But everything turns into love.

Let's revive the life again.

Let's sink in the deep love.

Let's start another life again.

Let's walk on a new way, holding hands with each other,

Pulling each other out of competition.

Obliterate the black chapter in the history of love with our love.

Let's look for innovation in the old world.

Novelty does not fall from the sky!

Let's rebuild our broken house again.

With smile, grief and so on.

Forget the status, color, religion.

It is inalienable of love and life

Let's discover a unique love.

I am looking forward to that morning in the east sky.

 

 .........KK


 

 

 

 

 

 

কেউ খোঁজে বন্ধু কেউ খোঁজে ডাইরি

            কেউ খোঁজে বন্ধু কেউ খোঁজে ডাইরি

সময় খুব কঠিন
একাকীত্ব জীবন
বন্ধু খোঁজার টানে
এদিক ওদিক
চেয়ে থাকি তোমার পানে

কেউ বা ডাইরিতে
বন্ধুর স্বাদ খোঁজে
কিন্তু মনের তৃপ্তি,
মত বিনিময়ের আনন্দ
ডাইরিতে পাওয়া যে দুষ্কর

মনের কথা বলার মানুষ
আজ নিতান্তই অভাব
মানুষ অভাবে মরেনা
কিন্তু বন্ধু-ভালোবাসার অভাব
জীবনে দুর্ভিক্ষ আনে

কতদিন চাপা রাখা যায়
মনের আবেগ, প্রেম
অন্তরীক্ষ আজ শুষ্ক
মন আবেগের অযত্নে
তোমার অনাদরে

আর কতদূর হাঁটতে হবে
মনের কথাগুলো বুঝাতে
আর কত রজনী চাও
আর কত পূর্ণিমা চাও
তবু অপেক্ষমান জীবন

আবেগ ছাঁই হয়ে যায়
প্রেমহীন জীবনের ব্যাথা
হিমালয়কে অতিক্রম করেছে
বরফ গলে আবার কঠিন হয়
তবু তোমার সময় হয়নি

ক । দ ।







Admirer of Ugly


Admirer of Ugly

 

I'm the admirer of ugly

People are worshipers of beauties

Which looks beautiful?

I am the admirer of black girl

Neglected from birth to death

People who do not understand her mind.

I am against the racism,

Game of the black and white skin.

They have beautiful mind too

I know, after your birth

Nobody dragged in the chest.

Without your mother

I still see,

You are neglected on the road

Their gullible eyes look badly.

People are worshipers of beauties

That's why they have bent eyes.

See why,

I know, you are wounded in pain.

Your back is stuck at the wall

For white skin competition.

In this capitalism

You're also on the line

Want to be white.

You are ugly

So do not have your friends and lover

Love, emotion, feelings are deprived.

You are deprived.

From the school to college

Nobody sits next to the your side.

Some people call you

Maa Kali or Negros.

You stay silent,

You can also persist.

Occasionally go to parlor

Make to white skin.

Sometimes to reduce

For the belly fats

To run away in the gym.

To make the body more attractive

To make Zero Figure.

Even you do not eat often.

This is nothing beautiful.

Rather they want,

To transform you as a commodity.

Just want to enjoy the taste

Your body and so on.

Mind, pain, words are neglected

I've got to know.

I want to harmonize

With your mind.

I want to know you

Do not say no!

And don't lose the rhythm.

 

I'm the poet of ugliness

Write what you don't want to say.

Feel the pain of your mind.

I hold the pen again and again

But where do I start,

Where to I finish

I do not understand.

How you absorb all negligence?

From where you get courage.

I'm the poet of ugliness

I learn from you

And write the meaning of life.

......................kk