Like

Even though I write love poems
Let me try a "like" poem on you.

I like liking you
And I like missing you
Do I need to like you in whole?
No, no, I can like you
                      in bits and pieces too.
I like this feeling of liking you.
I like seeing you in blue
I like choosing color for you
I like I don't even know your birthday
So, I have no pressure of finding
                     perfect gift for you.
I like liking you
And I like loving you
I like liking you
And I like missing you.

Lucknow,  India

Belonging

You belong to me
You belong to me
Like my own throbbing heart.

Lucknow, India

Morning

This morning is beautiful
This morning is that one
When I can see you closing my eyes.

Outside the city is burning
under the scorching summer heat.
Inside--the joy of first snowfall.

Snow has covered everything.
Snow has covered even the memory lane
Touching that snow slowly
And touching you softly
I walk down the lane.

Lucknow, India

Note: Translated from the Bengali poem written on 18th March, 2018

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অদ্ভুত সুন্দর সকাল এক
চোখ বুজলে যেসব ভোরে
তোমাকে দেখতে পাই
সেসব ভোর কত সিন্গ্ধ, কত শান্ত।

বাইরে প্রচন্ড তাপ
গনগনে সূর্য ঝলসে দিচ্ছে শহর
অথচ ভিতরে বছরকার প্রথম তুষারপাত।

তিন ইঞ্চি বরফ জমে আছে
স্মৃতির সরণিতে
আর তারই মধ্যে পা ফেলে
    অবিরল হেঁটে যাওয়া
তোমায় ছুঁয়ে।