change is in the air.......

As night befalls and the hungry wolves howl
Prose gathers power,terse verses no more
For poems can no more placate the crumbling plasters
Depravity so acrid,wounds so sore

Is that a Pegasus flying in the sky
Or is it the starving mind misled
A cry rings out amidst the brewing storm
'Veins snapped,blood spewing,coloured all Red

Violent winds swirling by
Violence is the name of the tide
Fuelled by waves of desperation
Riding a hungry ride

Their faces wear a look so grim
Emptiness rule their heart and soul
As we,stuffing ourselves to the brim
Push them down this ruddy hole

So they want their wish fulfilled,tired tirade no more
As anguished cries fill the air,cries of revenge
Starved of food but not of desire
For better or worse they no longer care
All they want now is Change.


and i tried my hand at writing a sonnet....and here is the best i could come up with.........sorry to put you guys through this torture.....and sorry again that its in bengali.......


Dekhechho mrityu, kobi, karoni upolobdhi,-
Nijo antare? Byartho bhikkhuker samaaj
Nirashraye dhaay, Ishwar-o paay laaj
Achchhaadi, jom-dwarer upal abodhi.
Bahe kato jhar, Mrityu-r songeet gaahi
Karne ki pashe tabo? Uddhato se ahobaan
Haane aghaat, kare charom apomaan
Kabyer bish sudhaake, dripto bhasha baahi.

Jeebonke karo barnon kobi, -Mrityuke,-
Jao bhoole, Dakho suteebro Anondo ros
boy amritodhara roope, premer dheu.
Bhoktir Shubho jyoti aachhre pore booke,-
pobitro sourav, hridayer parobosh
Kamponer shuru, se ki dekhe phale keu?