Everyday I wake up from bed with a question
Whether I am fine or not
This trembling and painful palpitating heart
Confounded for tension and shock
The dogs are barking outside
What's the dream glaring to soothe the earth?
Damn the model of fashion or civilization
Every single day rebounds with its flinching face
The sound of unexpected scream and murder
The sound of unexpected howling of the children and the mothers
Falling in a victim of racial attack
People are growling for this unbearable torture
How does this audacity act on? Why's this plan for murder?
My heart is breaking down into the cries of Palestine and Syria
The daily unruly hue and cry all around us
We know it very well the strong always devour the weak in the jungle
The blood is oozing on my head at the dead of night I scream out
Everyday I wake up from bed with a question whether I am fine or not.
It opens the room for resentment
On the daily happenings from the daily pages
Or on the television screen
Or on the social media
At the beginning of the day
At the time of taking our breakfast with hotchpotch
At a glance it opens the room for resentment
Reclining on the wall I brood over
Cry and break the heart silent
No way to escape
Beautiful or graceful the word
The mutual respect of Love
In no way we come closer to each other, one another
Overflowing water clogs the roads
No way that we can mingle
Opening the room for resentment.
Like Agamemnon I had my Clytemnestra
She killed him for many reasons
But why was I sent to the way never thought before?
Your soft wings turned into an iron rod
And tried to play the role on me
O my Clytemnestra, you knew very well
How much I had my love for you
As you had for Aegisthus
In other part of the story
That Helen had for Paris
At one point of our talking at night
All on a sudden you choked me off and fled away with him
A poor and helpless lover, floating on the bed
Twisting hands on the forehead
Till the morning sun peeped through window on the face
And the birds with its sweet note brought me to my sense.
Facing the Destiny
The plants are growing so fresh mingling the sky with the azure seas
Welcoming us to this sunny the dewy sparking morning
But unseen danger lurks everyday
Though we have made fence all around
Going on with the fight for you and me
The ruthless killer spreads the hands over
Breathing in the air or touching the things
Just like the birds' pestilence-stricken
Silent and drowsy, the body trembling in severe temperature
Everyday, every moment
The beds are fixed with the ventilators
Survival depends on immunity
Some cross the Styx, some convalesce
The persons left behind are also waiting for the same journey
Who's not destined to this ringing?
We are all undergoing with the passport
Of course not the same from where we came into
To the last we are bound to ----
Let peace be upon all of us.
A Plight to Joyonto
Joyonto, No, I'll not let you go
Please, stay here some more
My heart must stop circulating blood
In this hazy and foggy world
Yet, would you like to leave me alone?
Firing and darkness over the head
What a devastating cyclone uprooting the trees!
In this desolate condition how can I take my breath?
Flooded and fired as far as you look
Joyonto, please hold my hand
Reach me to my home I live across the river
Let me be your part
As shaped as the sign of love
In this large sky the moon is rousing the ocean
Please hold my hand
Keep me tight in your arms in this isolated land
Let us make the dark night colorfully enlightened
Oh, what a love, dear!
Joyonto, ------- please, come on.