aaj raat tuku hok shudhu tor ar  amar
aaj raate gota prithibike chure fele diye tui aye kache....
amar buk jure biraat shunyer hahakar
taar modhye toke ghire akta gota prithibi toiri ache....

can there ever be a fare competetion between a witch and a bitch?and whome would u like to seek?how far can u go?someday u have to trip...the pieces hates the sun,n the insect hates the rain..so at night it may rain..it must rain..

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it might rain tonight...the heat still crawling up my chest..my eyes tightly shut with fear..pain,pleasure or is it simple polyrythms?the thing has a long,slender curved shadow always casted upon my face like a spell,a wicked one though...i rise,i sit,i sleep...n i sleepwalk...then again it might just rain...blood n sweat...then there is her,the pretty-face,the pillow-lips...the desired object..might be a mermaid as well,n if u follow the myth...she would do great with some fresh pouring rain..evolution th
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My biggest sin was falling in love...i shouldnt have done it..cause,my life isnt a fairy tale...and most likely there are no happy endings..... p.s: Dont read this randomshit..u n i both are insignificant..n so is this(according to u)

i look at u,and i see change...i look around and i see change,finally i look at the mirror and here also i see change....n i like what i see...so change is good for-a-change...:)...the winds of change finally hitting the west bengal then..L.O.L...:P

after a long long time im writting again..n finding it difficult to concieve...they say u should grow up..well here is the thing..what is it like to grow?is it simple mitosis?or is it a more complex process involving action potential generation in ur cerebral hemesphere?or is it just to simplify?iv known grown up people all my life,n they are more complecated than nash eqillibrium!how retarded is that! i figured i dont need to grow up,im just happy being me....:)

after so many days it is coming to me yet again..who can say im not happy,but me..forgive me all of u,i cant tell you why i am so unhappy from inside,y my heart weeps..not becoz i dont trust u,bt i can hurt u no more,and yes im alone n sadcore,despite all the efforts,i cant change the way i feel..my love,my traitor,my death,my sweet melancholy,how sweet are ur lips,but i can kiss u no more,it brings me pain but helpless i am...ur scent is sweet,ur eyes are blue(imaginary),but life is a whore,n so are u...w