Have you heard the story?

A princess, a pirate and a ship sailing into the sea                                                     

An awfully cute, damsel in distress and her captor

A mean pirate king in love with a royal, that’s she

And he is taking princess away, from the kingdom of her.

As the kings ships are falling behind and so the prince

The thug can see the tears rolling, eyelashes battling

Wondering eyes looking at the stormy sea, then since

Stunning she looks with tiara and white dress wedding

He holds her and kisses her, as she looks other way

“My princess I will be your pirate king”, he speaks

Her mumbling lips reply, “That’s not for you to say”.

And the angry bandit shoves her aside as he freaks

“Look there princess, your father wants to make alliance

And the prince wants your gold, army and empire,

The people want a royal wedding to sing and dance,

And this crook wants you, only thing he most desire.”

We Are Bloggers

(In memories of Niloy Neel, Avijit Roy, Washiqur Rahman, Ananta Bijoy Das and all other secular bloggers murdered by extremist, while voicing out their views. As a member of blogger community I am sad and proud of them. This is my way of protesting against the heinous crimes against the bloggers) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attacks_on_secularists_in_Bangladesh

Oh are those fingers? Cut out from those hands?

Why you never listen to us? Is that too much to ask?

Don’t write, don’t read. Don’t even blurt out the truth

Because if you do we will kill you, yes we will.

Do you think you can question religion, god or us?

Well you cannot. So keep your hands calm and quite

Let them not run on the keyboard, we like them that way

Keep your thoughts and opinions to yourself, concealed.

We run this world, and defying us is blasphemy.

Do you think you can go to internet and post any lies?

Listen! We created the truth, and everything else around

So we will claim your head, if you like, comment or share.

Now see what have you have done to yourself?

Lying on the road drowning in your own pool of blood

Now who will create those posts and update in your blog?

Another blogger tonight will not return home to parents.

Burn me down

Set me free, let me be, whatever I needed to be

If that means the devil in me, what I couldn’t see

The monster within, lurking and grunting, at a snail's pace

And drinking my soul, till it vanishes without a trace.

The shadow of fear is looming large, of an evil reign

Growing like a poisonous dream in my mind and brain

A realm of dead and ugly to rule, and be one of them

To slay the good and better, to keep ahead of the game

Sitting in dark, with a dark desire, in my dark heart

Desire to set ablaze this heaven and earth

And to stand on the pile of ashes and whatever left

Laughing and mocking those promises never kept.

I am growing a beast, in me, as me, for me

So cut me open, cut me through, cut me free

Only way to stop me reaching for Lucifer’s crown

So bring it on, thunder and lightning and burn me down.  

Pandora’s Box

                                                                    

                                                                                                                                                                                             

I was sent to the mankind as a gift, a beautiful present                                    

With a jar in my hand, that I know nothing of

As the god of the gods made me and sailed me to earth                                      

Unaware of his intentions, his plans and desire

I was a seductress, an all-gifted and all-giving woman                                  

That I had to win all the hearts by Aphrodite’s beauty

I had to conquer all the minds with Hermes’s tongue.

Created by an artist, with silk robe and garland crown.                                      

And then I was between them, among them                                                          
As they were singing and dancing, celebrating.

And I unwrapped the gift from heaven, as they insisted

I opened the jar; I opened the box of pandemonium.

I would always be remembered as a curse to people                                                

Someone who did set all the chaos and sorrows upon earth

But I did never let go off, our hopes to vanish in thin air

So we learned to hope, against all odds, against all hopes.

Let it Rain

Let it pour all day and night, let it rain

Let this thirsty earth drinks from you again

Because this world has already gone insane

May it floods everywhere, flush up to drain

Let this rain, rinse away all the anger and pain

Wash us away, all the way to an unknown heaven

Where love will grow again, peace will stay on

Where this darkness will end to a new dawn

There we will believe in us one more time

There we will dream for us, won’t be a mime

The stars won’t hide anymore behind dark cloudy sky                                      

Hopes will prevail and to the rainbow birds will fly.

  

O sky, cry your heart out on this Garden of Eden

As this Garden of Dead needs you again, Let it rain…