Tuesday, September 22, 2009

~Opekhha~

Aanjla kore kaajla chokher tuk,
Nikti mapa dukhho bilas sukh;
Kaajla chokher niche kaajol rekha
Ektu kore sukh chinte sekha...

Sukher naame chomke otha haansi,
Tobu dukher kothay vaabte valobasi;
Bachuk jibon dukho betha vule
Nijer moton ojana poth chole...

Opekhhara haater muthoy ese
Sopnogulo rekhe jaak vaalobese;
Kaatbena raat opekhhader sathe
Opekhhara miliye jaa na raate...

Sukh bolechhe amaar sathe aari
Dukh ke rekhe diyeche sagor pari;
Dukh bolechhe sukh ke ebaar volo
Sukh puriye raater aagun jaalo...

2 comments:

Tikum Mbah Azonga said...

Lovely blog. Here`s my contribution.
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A VACUUM OF A MAN

Dear friend
I want to laugh
But I don`t have the heart
I want to cry
But I don`ht have the tears
I want to write
But I don`t have the hand
I want to touch
But I don`t have the fingers
I want to think
But I don`t have the mind
I want to hear
But I don`t have the ears
I want to smell
But I don`t have the nose
I want to taset
Bit I don`t have the mouth
So, what should I do
Tell me, dear friend
Tell me
I only have you.

Tikum Mbah Azonga
Buea
Republic of Cameroon

Tikum Mbah Azonga said...

Lovely blog. Here`s my contribution/
............................

A VACUUM OF A MAN

Dear friend
I want to laugh
But I don`t have the heart
I want to cry
But I don`t have the tears
I want to write
But I don`t have the hand
I want to touch
But I don`t have the fingers
I want to think
But I don`t have the mind
I want to hear
But I don`t have the ears
I want to smell
But I don`t have the nose
I want to taste
But I don`t have the mouth
So, what should I do
Tell me, dear friend
Tell me
I only have you.

Tikum Mbah Azonga
Buea
Republic of Cameroon