Tonight, I'm going to commit sucide...

These are my last words of life
Yes…
My heart that is pumping for these twenty six years
Strong blue veins
Deep, bright eyes
Everything will become numb and cold

End will all unanswered, illogical questions
Silent will be those unending echoes of emotions
Choked will be my unwoven ocean of imaginations

In a strong, ruthless rope
will be hanging my defeated pessimism
My vain, undaunted ego

Remain there will only a life
Soft and serene.
Like the placid stream in December...


(Original Assamese one:
Aaji rati moi atmo honon korim…

Eikeitai mor jiwonor xex xobdo
O...
iman din dhori dhop dhopai thoka mor olindo
Prokot nila xirabor
Toh toh koi anoborot jwoli thoka soku duta
Hoi poribo stobdho aru xeta

Xex hoi jabo xokolu beberi bang prosno
Nistbdho hoi jabo vabonar umal anuronon
Kok bokai kok bokai joti poribo
Mor xokolu jotil kolpona

Edal fit fitiya rosit
Ulomi thakibo mor noiraiswo
Mor misa atmo-ohonkar

Thaki jabo mathu ek xukumol jiwon…)

I'm what I'm not

Bob, my friend, pats in my back
And says “every little thing gonna be all right”
But, who knows what is there for us…

There’s dawn and there’s dusk
There’s tear and there’s smile
One day you come like a kingfisher
To whisper a song of life
Another day you bring
Those venomous whips, pangs without relief…

For a change, let me ask, for a change could we change our destiny?
Our compulsions?
The way time tests my patience?
Your robotic life?

I’m marching ahead or mingling down - buried in this daily dilemma
I’m what I’m not…

Bob, my friend, pats in my back
And says “every little thing gonna be all right”

But who knows what is there for us…

aaj, achanak se...

aaj bohut kuch kehne ka man kar gaya
achanak se
kaafi dino key baad

Suraj dhhalne se pehle
ek chidiya dekhi thi
barish hone se pehle
ek tukra badal dekha tha
kali si
duphar ki kari dhup mein
ek pakshi dekha tha
akele
fadfadaate hue...

shaayad...
shaayad isiliye
aaj bahut kuch kehne ka man kar gaya
Kaafi dino key baad
Achanak

The last talk

conversation

Come come...
Wholesale poetry market
You give me ‘chaka-chak’ feelings
I’ll give you warm poetry

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OK then...
You become a stone-statue
I’ll become a piece of frozen ice

By being another ‘statue of liberty '
You’ll continue a heritage
Mingling with whisky I’ll become a sensation!

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Knock knock knock
“Is God at home? I’m in a deep trouble you know.
Would have been better if I meet him once.”

“ No no. He’s not at home.
Had gone with Narendra Modi for an important meeting.
Appointment full. Please come after 400 years.”

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Come
Let’s play hide and seek
You become destiny
I’ll become ocean of ambitions!

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Ya, it’s true...
In Dhritarashtra’s land
Duryodhan is the fittest king
Panchapandava parties everyday!

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