Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
and when he pulled the trigger back,
it shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl,
I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got
straight A's and even I got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went shcool that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry mommy I had to go,
But mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun,
He hit another, and me
and all because of Johnny,
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much,
and please tell my boyfriend;
that it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister;
That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother;
I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends;
that they always were the bests;
Momy, I am not the first,
I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers;
I won't show up for class,
and never to forget this,
and please don't let this pass.
Mommy why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy i left without a kiss.
And mommy tell the doctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
trying not to cry.
Mommy, I am slowly dying,
with a bullet in my chest,
But mommy please remember,
I am in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
when I heard that crack,
Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I am not coming back.
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married,
I wantedt o have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,
Mommy, and I wanted to live.
BUt mommy, I must go now,
the time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my boyfriend,
I'm sorry but i had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have,
I know; you know it's true,
And mommy all I wanted to say is
" mommy i love you"
- written by an unknown author
protiti dolnar jiggasha kothay elam? ar protiti lasher jiggash kothay jachi?...amader kothin bastober kutshit ruper karone meyeti dolna theke bire jiboner sofor par korte parlona....
A sonnet of favorite writer Elizabeth Barrett Browning....who defines what is and how to love...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,Ilove thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Often time I have found a smile on my face
I realize I was thinking about thee
Which furnishes the precious grace
Your expression in imagination was the key!
Often time I draw you in the blue heaven
With the doleful paint of empathy
Out of blue,that drizzle rinse the color of seven
I sigh it was unknown to thee!
Often time you left me with despair
I found myself lonely in this earth
You never knew how close your were
But I realize how much your worth!
Often time I wish I could meet you again
Since still in my heart you remain!
- by a pshycho author!!
I do not see you often with my eyes, But often you are with me in my heart hmm Nirobe.We rarely speak, nirobe.... but there are deeper ties that keep us close while we must be apart.
Friendships don't depend on sights and sounds, but on the mysteries of need and grace. You're with me always, unrestrained by bounds,In some sweet field more permanent than place.
And so your marriage is a widespread glory, Shining on a world of more than two.
All the characters in your life story share the happiness that's come to you. No love but must with all love intertwine. The joy between you two is also mine...I will smile on my own ramaining as Nirob.................
Onek shomoy manuhser kichu kichu kotha eto valo lage je shegulo mone hole ojantei thote ekta hashi chole ashe...purono sritir patay kotha gulo jeno notun pran peye jay.... Manush thake na, shomoy thame na kintu kotha roye jay...amar kichu prio kotha
On Jan 16th,07 at 5:36 am
amr o emon udvhot udvhot kaaj korte besh moja laage…r public jodi vhorke jae taile tu r o moja…e jonnoe..tobe tumi deka jacche amakeo chariye jaabe…na ghurer cha kokono kae ni tao abr khali paye thandar vethor gasher upor dariye…uribbash! bhavtei tu gaye sihoron jagche…e kintu khub karap…amr vethor emon lhub jagiye dewar jonno tumar sashti paowa uchit…darao bheve chinte ki shashti dewa jae ber kori…
bhalo theko…likho somoe pele…etae tumar shashti
- shasti ta shoichay matha pete nilam…
On Jan 9th, 07 at 1:45 am
accha ebar apnar chitir uttor diy...
apnar nijer shobdo-vhandar e tu oshoijjote vhorphur...kamoka onner futo jhuri churi korte chan keno...
e apnar bariye bola...ami motteo otota bhalo likhi na jemonti apni likhlen...tobe apnake donnobad janate karponno korbona...oshonko donnobad apnake...asole bepar ki janen...ami likie hridoe theke...jeti ami hridoe diye jemonti onubhov kori setie amr lekar vasha hoye jae...shob somoe futiye tulte pari dabi korbona..tobe ami chesta kori amar hridoyer vasha takei futiye tulte...megh jemon bhuk chire kanna jorae ami o temni hridoe theke shobdo jorae...ekta ekta kore... brishti tumake dilam shunchi...gaan ta oshadaron, na?
"amar sarati din, meghla akash...brishti tumake dilam"
apnar jonno oshonko oshonko shuvo kamona roilo...
bhalo thakben...
bidai..
- eto shundor kore keo chiti likhte pare! Na ami churi korboi oi shobder jhurita jodi apni nij theke kisu fool amake den tahole vebe dekhbo…ami nilam ekjoner sharatidin, meghla akash, ar bristi…
On Feb 10, 07 at 10:38:33 am
abar ashibo ami ei bihon bone...
soshi jekhane juchna alokito koreche sei bone
soshi jekhane juchna alokito koreche sei bone
- ami opekkhay thakbo gacher aral theke…
On Feb 10, 07 at 11:33:04 am
tumar ei "kora" shobdo ta etto joSS na!!
tooo joSSSS
- ja bolen na apni!!...
On Feb 10, 07 at 6:23:19 PM
aaj saradine tumar sathe kotokkon kotha bollam bolo tu!..5 hrs?
even ami parkeo hashchilam mathanichu kore
ei jinsh tao record kore rakar moto...
darao..bihon bon teke ber hoye niy...shob kota kota r ei hashir hisheb dairy te likhe rakbo
likhte na pari amr hridoy mondhir er dewaly eke rakhbo
likhte na pari amr hridoy mondhir er dewaly eke rakhbo
-ami record kore rakhlam…
Chorom shonkoter modhe diye din katachi....prokritir aey ajob lila ami bujhina....amar jiboner upor amar niyontron she kokhonoi shojjo korte parena....bujhte parchi shame poristhiti aro shochonoi hobe...kintu ami kisui korte parchina...egaro number bipod shonket pachi...aey dunia-dari theke mon uthe gese.....manusher upor theke to kobei bisshash hariye felechi....Ekhon chinta korte badho hochi je manush gulo jader prithibite apon bole porichoy deya jay tader kache ami kotota apon....Ami jani ami onek dure shore eshechi....nijei nijeke gutiye niyechi.... Karon shomajer oi lobhi manushder ghrina kori....Cheharate jara oi cholonar mukhosh pore ache tader vitorer mitha ke prokash na korar jonne, tader ke bolte chai ami tomader shomaj tag korlam... amake niye tara je tader shopno puroner khela khello sheta puron na houay tara dukhito kintu amar kotha vule geche....dhorey neya hoye je eta amar vagge chilo kintu tomra keno vule jacho je eta tomader rochona kora ekta khela...Ekhon jokhon tomra asha hoto tokhon amake eka chere diyecho....Ami ashchorjo hoye jai je amar kacher manushgulo keno shudu tader shukher lobher kotha chinta korche...ami ki shudui nirob hoye thakbo.....tobe keno ami bolbona ami Nirob Manush...ami chup achi boley to tomra aj shottota shohojei mene nite perecho....ar ey karonei tomader jibon ekhon shohoj mone hoi, bachar moto hoi....Etai mone hoi niyom je jokhon ami nirobota bange chai tokhon shobai asha vongo hoi...Jokhon ami shomajer ar manush namok sharthopor pranir moto nijer jonne kichu vabte chai tokhon shobai amake amar kortobbo mone koriye dei....Othocho tara bhule geche je ami amar kortobbo palon korechi bolei aj jibone eto kosto pachi....
Tai ami ajke eka bondi hoye achi bihon bone....bon theke ber holei dekhte hobe shomajer oi kutshit rup....tai ami cokh dekhe felechi....bolte hobe tomader vashay kotha...tai ami nirob hoye gechi...mante hobe manusher cholona....tai ami tomader jogot cherechi...
Miles after miles I have walked...now I am a tired pedestrian...I have aquainted with the deceiving mask....therefore, I have taken my eyes back and you are suspicious to my eyes....hav understood the desires of humans beings...that made me not to wish for anything...have been pleasant but unasthetics to them...and because of that I have coverd my appearence and hidden myself....Today, I am alone but still dare to refuse your bribes....rejecting your kindness....today, myself Nadira Bihon have dinied your society..............