Saturday, December 31, 2011

A distant new year

Togetherness is far-fetched and harnessed by some other official
driver programs... My New Year resolution only lies in my strides to
step out from other peoples life and stay alone...
I would be happy inside knowing if not with my personna of love I stay with me and my unfathomable  undying feelings of love.
Last night I wished myself these lines before by the strike of 12 and went to bed.
The entire day again I would be at peace to be just with myself.
I only wish you a Successful New Year... Success in whatever you do..
Be it drafting your own life or acting your own life... Success that
really matters to carry on breathing and not quit breathing..
Love you very very deep from my intrinsic container of feelings called 'heart'.
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Love you jaan

Sweety pie, its a new year. Really don't know what is waiting for us
in this new year. A new year with only emptiness? Or a year of
togetherness! Not sure, only thing that I'm sure of is, my love for
you will increase day on day.
Pagoler moto chotfot korchi, jani na e vabe ki kore sustain korchi
ami. Love you.

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Happy New Year Love


 
Love as in Butterfly
 Love as in Fairy Tale
Love as in Ghost 

 Love as in Kiss
 Love as in Soul



Love as in Meaning
 Love as in Hand
Love is Life


Friday, December 30, 2011

Love you

Shona, i'm missing you so very much. All the time I'm thinking of you,
you and you. I just can't take you off from my mind for a micro
moment.
Jani na eta ki katachi? Eta r jai hok life noy. I have touched life
through you, even if that is for few moments. I know, what is life and
how to make it large. But this is even worst that existing.
You just take care. I'm very worried.

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Friday, December 16, 2011

The Canonization


For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his honor, or his grace,
Or the king's real, or his stampèd face
Contemplate; what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.


Alas, alas, who's injured by my love?
What merchant's ships have my sighs drowned?
Who says my tears have overflowed his ground?
When did my colds a forward spring remove?
When did the heats which my veins fill
Add one more to the plaguy bill?
Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
Litigious men, which quarrels move,
Though she and I do love.


Call us what you will, we are made such by love;
Call her one, me another fly,
We're tapers too, and at our own cost die,
And we in us find the eagle and the dove.
The phœnix riddle hath more wit
By us; we two being one, are it.
So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit.
We die and rise the same, and prove
Mysterious by this love.


We can die by it, if not live by love,
And if unfit for tombs and hearse
Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
And if no piece of chronicle we prove,
We'll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
As well a well-wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
And by these hymns, all shall approve
Us canonized for Love.


And thus invoke us: "You, whom reverend love
Made one another's hermitage;
You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
Who did the whole world's soul contract, and drove
Into the glasses of your eyes
(So made such mirrors, and such spies,
That they did all to you epitomize)
Countries, towns, courts: beg from above
A pattern of your love!"


""" Ami tomake ei kobita tar kotha boltam..
ei link tao dekho:

http://amolife.com/reviews/top-20-most-famous-love-stories-in-history-and-literature.html

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Read this poem.. loved it

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.