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so, here are a couple আরো old poems i dug up and decided to post. the first is one that came out of a period of intense creativity (ah if only i had the time nowadays). the সেকেন্ড was a creative লেখা assignment that i never got around to finishing, so i apologize if the end is a bit abrupt. once again, any feedback is greatly appreciated :).

stargazing

i dream in broad daylight
of an old front porch swing
where i sit cradling my guitar
singing আপনি a song
while your paintbrush splashes sunbeams
across my upturned face

paint drips
in রামধনু rivulets
down your sun-kissed skin
your eyes are filled with...

My relationship with আপনি resembles a chess game with two players, I can never predict what আপনি will do and should never get হারিয়ে গেছে in distraction. Something about the game of chess is আপনি must pick your own strategy and not allow your opponent to distract you. আপনি should never make a সরানো based on predictions, based on what সরানো আপনি opponent will make, otherwise in the end when আপনি must revert to your own strategy আপনি will be trapped.

I cannot read your mind. I cannot help but wonder what সরানো আপনি will make...what is your strategy? Are your emotions genuine? অথবা are they based on how pretty my...

"when ever I try 2 forget u. U Never let me Happen 2 forget U ! I dont know why U always do - Let me always Remind U !" I Remember, U make me SMILE when ever I m CRY. I Remember, U make me CRAZY when ever new think's I TRY!" I see ur smile in my MIRROR. I listen ur words in my EAR. Please just leave me alone for FOREVER !" U just think about Ur self , Ur life ! U just think about ur work, Ur Pride ! What about me I m Nowhere & u also just dont CARE !! " I still Remember that দিন when U say " I have to go !" I say " Please dont go , I Need U !" & u say "My country Need me আরো than...

Sophia was not like ordinary children. She did not run as fast, nor dress the same, অথবা even live in the same kind of house. In fact, Sophia was never a child inside from the age of five. On the eve of her fifth birthday, she had gone to bed, as weary and happy as ever, but, unlike most children of age five, she did not have peaceful dreams of প্রজাপতি and পরী all in a meadow together. In truth, she had a terrible nightmare, one that should not come to children of that age.
She dreamt of a bus, not a school bus, অথবা one that people use to get off and on again and again, but a black, shiny...

(k so this is a story my friend emailed me!! CAUTION: SOME MAY FIND IT OFFENSIVE)

I had been with my girlfriend for a year, but when I left my job at the bank, we broke up. I was okay with that, we had never connected, অথবা maybe just never had the time to as my job was 12 hours a day.

After leaving my old life - my job, girlfriend and প্রথমপাতা in Los Angeles, I moved to a smaller town in California.

I struggled to carry all my luggage into the building my apartment was in, after getting out of the cab. When I stepped into the elevator, I saw her. I saw her like the men in the চলচ্চিত্র see the women...