A poem I wrote a little while back, inspired দ্বারা something I was reading... আপনি probably wouldn't believe it after পাঠ করা this, but I'm usually a pretty cheerful person. :)
Looking Backwards in the Dark
Our days are numbered দ্বারা the gods
and counted দ্বারা demons,
Our names are sacred and our trust
Is nonexistent. Those who trust, die.
Faith can kill. Having none will destroy
your soul eventually. No medium, it seems.
প্রণয় is terrifying and friendship
Is as tenuous as the short bridge of letters
that convert friend to foe. Good and evil
Take a thousand different forms in the
eyes of the beholders. What is true?
Walk a thousand miles with a lantern
and ask for names. Beware the dark,
Churches are no sanctuary against
anything. And a darkened human soul
Is too powerful. A black হৃদয় can conquer.
The perfect world is a pretty shell
Over a rotting interior. Forged in flames of
death and destruction, cooled with tears.
O the times! O the morals!
What is written is done. Spoken words
lose their meaning. Don’t even think about
trying to escape Fate. Call on the gods
And beg them to keep their power from us -
Humanity is not ready. But does anyone
Believe in anything any more? I do not know
And so we go on. Brother against brother
And friend against friend, lover against lover
In this senseless, never-ending war.
The fault lies in ourselves…
Ask: What is all this for?
Looking Backwards in the Dark
Our days are numbered দ্বারা the gods
and counted দ্বারা demons,
Our names are sacred and our trust
Is nonexistent. Those who trust, die.
Faith can kill. Having none will destroy
your soul eventually. No medium, it seems.
প্রণয় is terrifying and friendship
Is as tenuous as the short bridge of letters
that convert friend to foe. Good and evil
Take a thousand different forms in the
eyes of the beholders. What is true?
Walk a thousand miles with a lantern
and ask for names. Beware the dark,
Churches are no sanctuary against
anything. And a darkened human soul
Is too powerful. A black হৃদয় can conquer.
The perfect world is a pretty shell
Over a rotting interior. Forged in flames of
death and destruction, cooled with tears.
O the times! O the morals!
What is written is done. Spoken words
lose their meaning. Don’t even think about
trying to escape Fate. Call on the gods
And beg them to keep their power from us -
Humanity is not ready. But does anyone
Believe in anything any more? I do not know
And so we go on. Brother against brother
And friend against friend, lover against lover
In this senseless, never-ending war.
The fault lies in ourselves…
Ask: What is all this for?
true বন্ধু are hard to come by...
yet when আপনি catch them আপনি feel like আপনি can fly...
আপনি trust them,
প্রণয় them,
and talk of future...
আপনি know that they will never lie...
and পরবর্তি to them আপনি stand side দ্বারা side...
আপনি প্রণয় them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when আপনি know your important...
that আপনি know আপনি have some one to comfort you...
আপনি hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true বন্ধু are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when আপনি catch them আপনি feel like আপনি can fly...
আপনি trust them,
প্রণয় them,
and talk of future...
আপনি know that they will never lie...
and পরবর্তি to them আপনি stand side দ্বারা side...
আপনি প্রণয় them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when আপনি know your important...
that আপনি know আপনি have some one to comfort you...
আপনি hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true বন্ধু are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
shadows in the night
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in love
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a ঘুঘু the sign of love
to feel the love
it fits like a দস্তানা
প্রণয় send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in love
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a ঘুঘু the sign of love
to feel the love
it fits like a দস্তানা
প্রণয় send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me