Wednesday, April 1, 2015



My Lady
 Subrata Ghosh
I want to break all the shapes of the world
In the early morning, you saw me in the old river
Where we can meet as a flying butterfly.
Where we can complete all path of our dream.
You saw me there.

My dear lady:
We are going to the last position of the world,
Where the people forget to alive.
And again we break all the difference
Between cast to cast.

They are sleeping now and I believe
One day they will become there face of giant.
We are going at door to door, my dear:
Oh! My dear are you going with me.

In this glory summer we are going for  
Big dirty pond and we playing with each other.
Don’t forget my dear lady:
We are going to break all the shapes of the world.
Oh! My dear are you going with me.


  

Tuesday, March 31, 2015



Look Up 

Oh God!
Look up and look up
The world is broken into part by part,
When we are going to sleep,
When we are flying on the snow of fragment,
Then part by part the world is broken.

Oh God! Now days:
Someone feeling along some where
And try to find a sleepy place,
But they distinct all the time.
 Oh God! Where are you?
Now I search you for them,
Because they wants to live with you
They missed you
 They want you
They love you.
       And you ?