Monday, April 7, 2008

" ORKUT ROG"


Sharmila Dasgupta

computer shikhe parhar oi mashi,
orkute jog den alhade bhashi.
ekhane notun shathi,purano mita,
joy,chhobi,nondon,reba o geeta.
shu-probhat likhe tar shuru hoy din,
kokhono ba ekline kokhono du tin.
america,london,india,cheen,
jome hetha adda she pray protidin.
friendlist khana tar dhape dhape barhe,
albume chhobigulo drishtita karhe.
oti adhunika tini orkute eshe,
khuntkhunte bhab tar shob gechhe bheshe.
ek kane dul porha chyangrha koto,
jeans,skirt porihita meyera joto.
era ki bhashate lekhe bojhe ke ba chhai,
"lol"?shob i short,shomoy je nai.
ora jara 18'r niche bachchhara,
boyosh barhiye michhe eshechhe jara.
na bujhe kothar mane likhe shudhu jay,
kochi mukhe paka kotha bipod badhay.
preme porhe koto chhele meye orkute,
biye kore chhobi shante albume chhute.
orkute nesha borho boli shono bhai,
kaaj porhe thakleo eta kora chai.
eikhane tumi jodi chao dite jog,
bhalo kore bhebe dekho,e bheeshon rog.
eto rokomari shobha kothao ar nai,
cinema,ranna,chhorha jaha chao tai.
bajetake baad diye bhalotuku nile,
orkute bhuge moja shokolete mile.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Jontrona


Dyuti Mustafi

Jontrona tomar koto rup??
tumi kokhono mone kokhono hridoye kokhono sorire
tumi sudhui j kandiye jao
ki aseem khomota tomar!!
hasate to anekei pare
tomar jannei to kandte sikhlam.

jontrona tumi kokhono boro chinchine
kokhono ba tontone kokhono boro nithur
buke chapa inter moto sokto hoye chepe boso
tomar tol khuje paoya bhar.
tomar uposthiti amra kokhonoi bhule thakte pari na
tai to tumi tomar tulona.

tomar sathe amar dekha hoyeche bohubar
kokhono priyojonke haranor muhurte,
bichchede,bishadetumi asechile ma hobar sei kothin muhurte
tumi ale bolei to sedin amar sarthokota
tumi amon kore aghat hanle bolei to oder jonmota
tomake sedin khub chinechilam ...bhablam gelo bujhi pranta.

jontrona tumi thako abhabei,tumi notun kore kandiye jao amader
tomar sei korun dhoni bajuk amader prane
tumi benche thako jonome moronetomay amra bhabi bare bare...

Saturday, April 5, 2008

SHEET-CHOR



Sudipta Samanta

Shit nei! Shit nei,! chardke hoi-choi
sobai ke boli ami,Shit tabe gelo koi?

Rastar ekkone, hatche aponmone
Nirbak nirakar, anubhobe gangane

Pas diye hete gele,jala dhore dehe-mone

hawa jodi boye jay tar pase anmone

Chariye dey se bhore uttap ajlate
Utture hawa tai chay sudhui palate.

Oi dekho!! oi dekho!!oi jay "Shit-Chor"
Bhenge ghum kolkata dekhe hoy raat-bhor!

Gach kete bari-ghar karkhana banale
Gari-ghora rastate sankha na komale

Avimani shit-rani gonsa ghare debe khil
Utture hawa aar baibe na anabil

Jabe tumi parbe sei chor dhorte
hi hi kore kapbe sabai kolkata te!!!!...."SHIT-CHOR"

Aj kichhu onya katha bolo


Bidula
Meghabalikara aj amar sange
chalo jai sabai eksathe,
aj kichhu onya katha bolo
roj sei eki jibon darshon
jiboner nana ghat protighat
chalo chhere beroi
chokhe pori maya anjon.
hridoyer atole duub di.
moner jato kalima ghuchie
tule ani mukta jato.
mone mone anek dur
meghabalika hoe chhute jai,
sei jekhane kebol megher
dal, sei jekhane bristi hote
neiko mana, chhere beroi
srinkhol ar bandhan jato moner.
Aj kichhu onya katha bolo.

Friday, April 4, 2008

LEKHA HOYE OTHENA


Anindita

Lekha holona...
Lekha hochchena....
Likhbo Likhbo ..........
Naaaaah aaj o lekha aar holona....


sokal periye bikel periye sondhe raat
aarrooo akta sokal !!!!!
Nahhh lekha holona....


din periye soptaho periye maas periye bochor......
Aaroo akta bochor !!!!
Nah kichchui lekha holona...


Gotobochorer surute kena
amar bhison sundor diary'r protita pata khali
koto saadh kore kena
koto kichu likhbo bole kena
kotooo kichu ghote galo
tao khali pore aache ??!!

nijei obak hoye jaai
nijer babohar e
kotobaar i na bhebechilem
likhbo bole koto kichu
Nah kichuiii lekha hoyni...


koto ojosro sundor muhurto ke
ichche hoyechilo dhore rakhte
seto sombhab noy bastobe
taai bhebechilem
dhore rakhbo sei sob muhurtoke
sobdo diye diary's patai
kintu nah dhore rakte parini
lekha hoye otheni...


Diary tar dike takale
odbhut jontrona hoy
oporadh bodhe bhugi
opradh nijer kache nijer
nijeke daoa nijer kotha
na rakhar oporadh...
mone hoy sudhu gotobochori noy
protiti dine , bochore erkomi to hoy..

Majhe majhei mone hoy din chole jachche
ejibon amon kichu lomba to noy
jodio duhsomaye sobkichui ulto mone hoy....


kotodin..koto raat chole jachche
koto bristi koto jhorke dhhuye dichche
koto jhokjhoke din akasher sob tarake dheke dichche
koto mon kamon kora utola haoa
bhashahin byakulotay kothay niye jachche....

bhabi soob likhe rakhbo
sob na-bola bhabnar kotha
somosto gobhir uplobdhir kothabhison anonder kotha...
mon kharaper kotha......
se somosto kichur kotha ja bhule jete chaina....


kintu nahhh....
Lekha hoyni...
Lekha holona...
Lekha hochchenaaa..... .....

TOKHON AMI BESH CHHOTO


sayantani

tokhon ami besh choto,
ponchom shrenite pori
didimonir deoa barir kaj korchi mon diye
hotath mathai ki je elo,
pashe rakha notun khatar sada patai
likhe fellam gota gota okhhore
''ei nil pakhi,tui amar bondhu hobi
tor sathe niye jabijetahi ache nilakash,
ar sada megher veladujon mile korbo besh
pora pora khela...''bhishon anonde jholmoliye uthlam
chupisare bollam nijeke
robi thakurer moto ami likhte jani

pordin,sei notun sokhike porom adore holud celofene joriye
lukiye rakhlam,porar tebiler ek fake
sobar chokher arale

erpor bohubar nivrite ekaki golpo korechi tar sathe
koishoor jouboner nana smiritite rongin hoyeche se
tobe khokhono take mele dhorte parini sobar sonmukhe
kichuta sonkoche ar kichuta arostotai

sedin ,etodin por hothat
ja bhavi likhe phelir sada patai khuje pelam amar sei
purono holud bondhutike
golpo holo tar sathe abr,notun kore
take porichoi koriye dilam probashir notun bondhuder sathe
tomra take grohon korle ador kore
notun matra pelo amar ar holud sokhir skhota
chupi chupi eshe bole gelo se kana kane
egiye cholo bondhu,achi ami tomar sone