Saturday, December 10, 2011

Jaan

Down the darkenned solitary lanes
Holding the cold window panes
Standing with me and myself
Split between self and belief

The ripped off heart cries invain
In an inflicted grotesque pain
The bruised soul caged alone
Cutting deep beneath the bone

The promise of love hovering high
Even sight of togetherness seems to die
A reflection of the intense pain lies
In the blank reflection of each others eyes

Love or the loss of it whoever wins
Can we be together by any means
Screams of life succumbs to death
To mere responsibility deep beneath

The call for love from my life
And two little hands holding to strive
The innocent complete dependence
Or the lifeless lifelong existence

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Thursday, December 8, 2011

Jaan

Kaj sesh? beriye gacho? to our home which nested us for few days of life stolen from each olther's life??
Mar kaj er pagol pagol oboshthya..kichhu milche naa..
gada porte habe to know set up the Interface Structure..
I have long lost the power to do any work alone..now need to do that so painfully horribly alone..

Where are you?? Jano sob jama kapore tomar fragrance..pagol kore dichhe..maxi porte giye hotat kore illusion holo je tumi ki khub kache?tahole pechon theke haat diye joriye dhorcho na kano???ato gondhyo ki kore asche?
smell of pure adrenaline rush...in every corner of the maxi...
tarpor bujhte parlam..the smell has stayed back whereas the person is far far from me..
not even in my periphery..nowhere.. I cant reach him whatsoever..
The passcode of reaching you accessing you is not given to me..I am trying to access you with a wrong key of life..though I know the entire treasure belongs to me and just me...The key is lying somewhere who doesn't know the value of the treasure inside..
And the trasure is lost without me..lost amidst eternity..

Khub kosto hochhee..sriti gulo chepe chepe dhorche..ghare mukhe gaaye nokh bosachhe akhon..jole jachhee gaa pith buk sob ..jekhane just 13/14 hours aage tumi touch korchile..

BV have become Chita this time..never knew..jama change korte giye dekhlam..
and Tuni teo anek anek bytha,which aare the only bliss in the dying desperate pain..

Love You
janina thik koto khani..