Inside I felt empty...
It felt little cold...
My dreams by now have turned so old...
Its left untouched,safe somewhere..
In my heart inside...
No one is there to follow me now...
And there is no one to guide... ... ...

Monday, June 6, 2011

Atota poth chole...

Prem to thake prem thakbe bole,
Mon ta na hoy vangbe barong bar-
Mon j ki chae, mon o bojhe na re,
Valobashao dae na tar uttor.
Tai bole to mon o premer juti
Samay samay maan ovimaan khala;
Prem ache tai jorie newa shaja,
Prem ke abar aankre dhore baancha.
Boshontou furie jokhon ashe,
Shada kalor aanka aase paase
Valobasha jalie rakhe agun,
Porone tar bishorjoner mala.

Atota poth chole tahar sathe
Bujhlona mon premer pagol khala.

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