thikana naki din seshe jekhane ghare phera ?
na jekhane saradin niruddesh monn... 
athoba jekhane smriti gulo ekhono agochalo choranno?
hoito ba maa er haather chayate nischinto ghum?
preyosir kol e chinta bisorjon...setai ki thikana?
thikana hariyeche...ashonkho kaalo mathar bhire...

i dont know if you are a mirage or the polar star ...
still why i feel like running toward you?
dont know if you are poision or lifesaver..
still why i want to consume you ?

When the first sunshine kisses the dews and turns them in golden drops , a desire of those moments run through my fantasy , takes me back to the eden.... the moments of your first touch , the perfumed air and the calmness of your presence ...make me feel like dream .. i wish i get them back... i could hav them forever... but i don knw if it ll ever be back..ever..

The Drenched Angel

The sudden rain appeared to me like my dream merchant...
changed everything around me , added some unknown heavenly colors ,
everything refreshed , excited , dressed with new life ,
The embarrassed shadow still all over her beautiful eyes ,
but wearing a celestial smile on her lips..my angel...
Thanks to god , I was destined that rain.

She was flying around the cloudy sky , slowly..listlessly..
like she was trying to draw something on those clouds ,
A drop of past rain fallen from her eye lash ,
felt badly ..if I could rest it on my palm ...forever
And wished ... if I could touch those wet lips..once..just once..
Thanks again god.... to gift me that rain.

In the rhythm of her excitement and beauty ,washed by the rain ,
In her sudden surging enthusiasm and calmly eyes ,
And those lines of rain flowing down though her neck , her hairs...
And those drops she was shaking off her wings ...
She was my poetry showered in the rain , blessed with the colors of joy
I wish the rain had never stopped... I wish...I wish...

An Emptiness..

Emptiness, an emptiness...
A world filled with emptiness..
Silent, unruffled, obscure an ambience..
The loneliness here gives company.
The heartbeats sound like endangered screams.
The closed lips die to open up,
but it never find a reason to do so..

Emptiness, an emptiness...
Breathing here is a sever punishment.
No difference between closed and open eyes.
The sunshine condenses the darkness
and the moonlit gets the tear out.
The uproar does not reach here
and the cry looks like a joke.

Emptiness, an emptiness...
Living life here means nothing.
All colors here look colorless...dull..
All day it feels like a depressing afternoon...
and the night never ends.
Sunless one empty world,
wants to disappear in a zero with everything...

Broken - Me and My Dreamz

It is still the same road , the same silence
The purple flower trees are colored even this season
The whisper between the dry leaves and the breeze
Everything seems to be unchanged even in this spring
But you …you are missing beside me….
And the absence of your laughter makes the silence deeper

One day tw0 loving hearts and those slow steps on this road,
A magical dream world was woven on that walk
Even the quiet moments were full of love.
Two holding hands used to talk about our closeness .
Today I feel incomplete , feel like a loser
Today this silence makes my every breath troublesome

I know how and how much you loved me
I knew for the first time how to love selflessly
I have lost you but got a lots from you
On the mirror of your eyes , I recognized myself
In the softness of your hugs I discovered who I m
And your kiss turned this frog into a prince.

Perhaps….I got more than I was entitled to
Now it is my time to return the extra smile back
Being a silent spectator in tears , I have to let you go
Behind everybody in the darkness… screaming in the pain
The whisper between the dry leaves and the breeze
Narrating the history of my broken dreams…

The Black Thrist

A lonely life , surrounded by condensed black
A pair of eyes , who can't find himself ..
Still , far away from the up roaring world
Behind the loveless hard-hearted cruelty ;
Under the cover of dark blanket
There is a strange feel of pleasure


Here the sun will never rise again ,
No expectation of a golden warm morning ,
No disappointment anymore waiting for sun shines.
The stars and the moon have disappeared behind a cloud,
And this cloud makes the darkness even darker …
A cloud , that will never turn into downpour again.


Nothing moves …everything is still.. lifeless here
Breathing seems to be like unnecessary luxury.
Here the silence wants to know the final wish
And just waiting… when the eyes will close for ever
The black color will become immortal in life
And finally the soul will rest in peace. ..forever ..forever…