You never told me aloud
I thought I heard your silence...

Let the pallid ice land
spread all over me...

The turbulent epoch witnesses
Ramayana in every household...

Love---hate---love
life---death---life...

I loved and loved her as much
now that we fall wide apart...

Poetry is a perennial stream
a poet swims and swims...

The fire never waits
for any consent...

Grow up
grow up fast...

Mind is what who knows?
it often goes as insipid...

Your kites hovering aloft
beckon my idle one...

Laila, minor lass
the land Bangladesh...

Poets are like poets
possessed by a crony muse...