The Lunatic Lunar
Moon and its beam have been casting an illusive spell on humans mind from the primary era. Actually it has the power to change the reality and to turn the entire environment into an unexplainable dimension. No human being can hide from the net of its illusive world.
Once its irresistible power of the sensory world could grab me and took me in its fairyland!…
It’s the story of a dead night. It was full moon on the sky and I woke up at that time. I got out from my room…..Standing on corridor I was watching the full moon up in the sky and my nearby areas….Suddenly I begun to feel that I ain’t in my corridor, I’m in a forest!
I was standing behind a tree which was little bit far from the wharf of a beautiful tiny pond…The ponds water was clean and was dazzling in the rays of moon….
Just at that moment I could see a young girl (damsel) was dancing on the opposite bathing place of the pond… A gentle breeze was floating, shaking leaves it was producing an awesome music…She was bare dressed….She was dancing and her clear shadow was being reflected on the clear water of the pond…. Her splendid beauty and dance had snatched my mind an eyes together……She was looking so awesome. Seeing her at a glance I’ve fallen to her…..I couldn’t turn my eyes…… It seemed that she wasn’t nude…. She was just a part of the nature…..
All those happened within a few moments……
After sometimes later I could realized that the moony nature hypnotized me…….
I went back to my bed but couldn’t forget her yet……
She grabbed me, my thoughts, my everything…….She forced me to write the poems…….
Moony Noon
Moon, Full moon ‘Tis moony noon. O’ the dreamy light… My long yearning night. The lustful sweetheart Begins to have moon bath.. Air is the only wrapper.. Around this lovely girl… Oh! I’ve fallen to this damsel.. And dying to propose.. Tearing my conservative shells.. O’ the moonbeams O’ the mighty nature. You guys are such A great mind snatchers..It’s the story of another night; the moon again took me in its dreamland. It was also a moonlit night and I woke up at nearly 1:30 am. I went to corridor to catch the moon beam. The moon again hypnotized me.
This time she took me near a stream. Green grassy fields were in the both side of the tiny river. But they are looking light dark at the rays of moon. There is also a medium-sized tree uprights on one side of the river.
I was lying under that tree. The moon was just in the middle of the sky and thousand of stars were twinkling. There was a great silence around me. Suddenly a jingling of a tinkling anklet broke the silent mood of the nature. The nymph came to visible on the other side of the stream. She was wearing a milky colored dress and coming slowly towards the river. Naughty northern wind became busy waving her outfits. She was looking really too cute at that time. It seemed that a white butterfly was flying. But her face was dim. Slowly she came near to the river, put off her wear and slowly got down to the dazzling river water. I was watching that girl without a twinkle. The river widened its arms and buried her into its coffer…
I back to my sense and rather smiled. A drop of tears gathered in my eye-corner. I looked at the moon and unconsciously spoke out “Why?”
Than my pen produced those words………………
Bleeding Love
My love is bleeding, And wants for meeting with you.. My heart is crying, And it’s just dying for you. But notion says, this dream— Will never gonna be true. Because you’re flying And I’m lying…. Inside electrons flow. My heart begun beeping While I’m in thinking of you. My tears begun oozing out While soul begun talking about you. Are all those saying? I have fallen to you?….I really don’t know I will get her someday or not……..But I’m waiting, eagerly waiting for her.
Kanaia, a little village located in Joydebpur sadar, Gazipur. It’s my birth place, here I passed my childhood. The trees, the grassy lands, the river’s memories often make me passion when I become boar with my presents. When the moonbeams fallen on th
e river’s water it spreads an inexpressible beauty. The dew drops fallen on grasses and the leaves sparkle like pearls in the rays of the birth of the sun. A few days ago I visited my village and tried to capture some natural beauty of my village mother.
