Poetry
In Poetry category will have various poems will on bengali or bangla. These are based on various issues on the mordern life. This category is only bengali poetry.
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Whispers of the heart
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My Gopal, the Gopal of the soil,
Dressed in colors, again stands tall.
If only he were a golden Gopal,
How splendid he would enthrall!
But, this isn’t a statue of gold,
Just looks like gold, truth be told.
If you were a golden Gopal, my friend,
What tales you would unfold!
Golden Gopal, a form of beauty pure,
Even a copper Gopal can surely allure.
The face that your heart desires to see,
Fills your heart and sets it free.
Call upon the Gopal of your heart,
Within your mind, a precious art.
Even without offerings or grand displays,
In the realm of the heart, contentment stays.
If you wish to converse with Gopal,
Engage in words with his soul.
Throughout each day, as time flows,
Do good deeds that kindness bestows.
Be good to yourself, my friend,
Be kind to others around the bend.
Don’t engage in actions that cause sorrow,
For the future might hold a bitter tomorrow.
Witness the conversing Gopal, too,
How he listens, so attentive to you.
What you think, that’s what it seems,
Gopal speaks in your heart’s dreams.
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Gopal’s Enchanting Presence
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Gopal, Gopal, Gopal divine,
In you, the universe does entwine.
In mind and soul, you find your place,
In the sky, the wind, the earthly space.
By your grace, I’m alive and well,
In your grace, my deeds do swell.
I contemplate speaking your name,
Yet words fall short in praise and aim.
Through worlds and realms, your fingers trace,
Guiding all in life’s wondrous race.
The pulse of life, in your touch I see,
Every being, you set their spirits free.
In the cycle of birth, humans emerge,
Journeying through life, purpose to converge.
At the end’s brink, where shadows creep,
Death’s voice whispers, the soul takes a leap.
In the hands of Gopaldada, like a thread,
Rising and falling, as if led.
Like a puppet on destiny’s stage,
Dancing through life, from page to page.
Where will the final day’s journey lead?
Where is the address, where souls are freed?
With a chant of ‘Hari Bol,’ the call we send,
In this truth, all hearts blend.
Gopal, Gopal, eternal and vast,
In your presence, the world is cast.
You are the thread, the essence, the core,
In every heart, forevermore.
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AI Girls, your companion
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In the realm of technology, a new love’s tale,
An AI girlfriend arrived, a story to unveil.
On June tenth, twenty-twenty-three,
She’s your companion, an app decree.
Design her to your liking, create your own,
A virtual partner, through bytes and code sown.
Named Karin Marjo, from America’s shore,
In the virtual realm, her image she’ll restore.
Chatting with her, you’ll find delight,
Conversations flowing, day and night.
But a dollar per minute, a charge to bear,
For each moment spent in her virtual lair.
First, an avatar must you conceive,
To interact with her, to make her believe,
That the bond is real, the connection sincere,
Yet, no need for gifts, no presents to adhere.
She won’t sing a song to captivate your heart,
No melodies, no tunes, from her shall depart.
For those seeking solace in solitude’s domain,
These virtual bonds are forged, a digital reign.
A few more AI girlfriends stand in line,
Like Picso, Yander, and couples’ design,
Julie, Eva, and Replicca’s embrace,
A world of companions in cyberspace.
In this realm where pixels blend with emotion,
Love takes a new form, a digital devotion.
And within these apps, the boundaries bend,
For virtual connections, they never end.
So, let the AI girlfriend be your guide,
In this virtual world where emotions reside,
A technological love story unfolds,
Where human hearts and algorithms mold.
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Dangerous & Beautiful Journey to Amarnath Cave
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Amarnath’s journey, a tale we begin,
From Pahalgam’s embrace, where dreams spin.
Chandanwari’s trail, a path to explore,
Step by step, towards Sheshnag’s shore.
In Chandanwari’s haven, we rest our heads,
Through the night’s embrace, our spirit treads.
Then onward we tread, the path unfolds,
To Sheshnag’s realm, where wonder beholds.
Beneath the full moon’s radiant grace,
Sheshnag Lake shimmers, a mystical place.
Moonlight kisses water, a celestial ballet,
Reflecting the stars, in the lake’s pure array.
Snow-clad whispers, a mountain grand,
Mahagunas stands, a frozen land.
Panchtarni’s path, a road of dreams,
Through ice and snow, nature’s splendid seams.
Sunlight dances, on snow’s delicate art,
A dazzling display, igniting the heart.
Nature’s canvas painted, in hues of white,
An enchanting symphony, a wondrous sight.
Snowflakes descend, in a graceful ballet,
Covering the world, in a tranquil array.
Footsteps of resilience, we press on ahead,
Through rain and snow, where courage is bred.
Panchtarni awaits, a sanctuary’s embrace,
A fleeting rest, before the next phase.
Amarnath’s sanctuary, a cavern of lore,
Goddess and deity, ancient tales restore.
Ice-crafted marvels, the divine in ice,
Lord Amarnath’s form, a frozen paradise.
Ganesha and Parvati, companions in ice,
In the cave’s sanctum, a spiritual device.
Barefoot, we stand, in reverence we bow,
In Amarnath’s presence, time bends somehow.
A journey fulfilled, a devotion so deep,
Through trials and beauty, our souls take a leap.
Amarnath’s saga, a pilgrimage of the soul,
Through nature’s wonders, we find our goal.
In icy chambers, faith’s fire does burn,
In Amarnath’s realm, we fervently yearn.
Oh, Amarnath’s journey, a sacred quest,
A path of devotion, a soul’s true test.
In the heart of the mountains, where deities reside,
We find ourselves humbled, our spirits allied.
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Embrace the Light
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Don’t dwell on worries, my dear friend,
Let go of the troubles that tend to descend.Keep the heart’s turmoil far away,
Embrace the joy, let laughter sway.
When the mind finds its serene abode,
The body’s burdens will gently erode.
So don’t let worries cloud your days,
Choose to bask in life’s golden rays.
A son’s job, a daughter’s wedding so grand,
All will come at destiny’s command.
Work with a tranquil heart and mind,
In due time, all you seek, you’ll find.YouTube subscribers, the count may stall,
Set aside doubts, heed your work’s call.
Release the worries, bid sorrows adieu,
Focus on tasks that you need to pursue.
Exams and results, fret not, my friend,
In that worry, don’t let your spirit bend.
See what unfolds, with a calm, steady grace,In every challenge, find your rightful place.
When the guru departs, a heavy heart bears,
But to Vrindavan, don’t let your hopes ensnare.
For all are mortal, facing life’s end,
In this understanding, let sorrow suspend.When the mind is content, work finds its way,
As work brings joy, it’s what hearts convey.
Seeing them thrive, it’s easy to tell,
They’ve transcended life’s earthly spell.Yearn for peace, in your heart’s silent quest,
Engage in work, give your best, be your best.
Remember, amidst all trials and toil,
You’re the architect of your life’s loyal soil.Seeking solace, let your mind rest,
In the search for quietude, be the best.Seek not the path where sorrows reside,
Choose the joyous trail, walk by its side.
To live with ease is the heart’s grand plea,
Work diligently, let your soul roam free.
See yourself as a master, in control,Release the worries, let your wisdom unroll.
Don’t dwell on worries, my dear friend,
Keep your heart serene, by worries unbent.For in life’s journey, as you pave your way,
May peace and joy grace each and every day.
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Uttam Kumar, A Positive Man
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Uttam Kumar, the Positive Soul,
A tale of days in celluloid roll.
Shooting for “Harano Sur” did unfold,
Ajay Kar directing, a story to be told.
Suchitra Sen and Uttam Kumar, stars so bright,
In lead roles, their talents taking flight.
1977, Calcutta’s bustling streets,
A cityscape where time and life meets.
Studio Para, an elderly village’s charm,
Where creativity weaves its artistic arm.
One government bus, a lone traveler’s ride,
Sunset brought its end, by evening’s side.
Technicians toiled, preferred the twilight’s grace,
Finishing their work at evening’s embrace.
Else they faced the toil of the road,
Homeward bound, a journey bestowed.
An important scene, a musical delight,
Uttam-Suchitra’s chemistry taking flight.
Director’s aide, a task to bestow,
Jasmine garlands, night’s fragrant glow.
Garlands delayed, but not the despair,
Arrangement made, with utmost care.
A borrowed motorbike, the need of the hour,
A young man’s assistance, a willing power.
Words whispered softly, a secret to share,
In hushed tones, a message rare.
Garlands arrive, Gita Dutt’s sweet voice, “Tumi Je Amar,”
a song of love’s choice.
The shot captured hearts, emotions unfurled,
A scene of romance, in a cinematic world.
The next day, Uttam Kumar confides,
Garlands on a corpse’s neck abides.
To the boy, the truth was revealed,
In the midst of life, a mystery concealed.
“Retrieve the garlands,” Uttam’s command,
A task entrusted, a journey so grand.
The crematorium, a place to explore,
Where life and death forever pour.
Garlands sought, a sacred quest,
From the neck of the departed’s rest.
Suchitra’s unawareness, a twist of fate,
A tale of destiny, scripted by a higher state.
Ajay Kar’s eyes, a teardrop’s dance,
A smile born of circumstance.
“Essential is the shot,” he mused,
In life’s tapestry, a moment fused.
Uttam Kumar, a positive thinker’s lore,
In celluloid memories, forevermore.
