Wreeto's Thoughts

So I and the night shall bid you goodbye.. leaving you to the sea .. as it roars exhorts you not to abandon his shore he says " Let him go as he's so weak can't expunge the clouds soaring thy head and mind sit here and I'll cover you with my breeze streaming among thy tangled hairs .. Let him go as he's so blind cant perceive your grieves constrained beneath those breasts more vintage than the wine half filled in that stained glass you hold firmly within thy slender fingers .. I say - O sea Blind are you fancying troupe of my beloved The grief you see confined within those ribs are nothing but my presence, my promises that faced abortions before dawns of love the grief that you wish to vanquish from her soul fail you will as millions of your waves cant clear them still.. I know as I'm the grief you wonder about... I'm the anguish that hurls round her tangled hairs, deceptive as freedom, So I bid goodbye while grief ends with her last t...

Its funny, when I think about the future… “futures” are surrealistic … prehistoric I’ve tried walking down different roads, tunnels Nothing special … same old story Just that the things which used to make me smile or cry Changes into something else … like some age old lullabies   - by wreetojyoti

Dear God I'm ray I know you'll not read my letter but I hope you may .. I'm differant "special" well thats what they say Am I? who am I ? I wanna see you..just tell me the day. When I'll meet you I'll tell you my story about the sad girl and the old man and all about my glory How I won the cricket match, and the "sit 'n' draw" too I brush my teeth everyday, believe me ... I do !! I paint the sky grey and the leaves yellow-red some people thinks I'm funny, and few gets afraid That's the way I see things all around me I dont go out so much though I always loose my key I wish to grow up and be like Alexander the great I wish to have a kingdom where everyone will be my mate Where the soldiers parade with flowers in their hand where children play all day long making castles out of sand Where happiness comes in through every single door and mom won't scold me when I'll paint the floor tell me God can all t...

hathat hawa pechon theke chomke dae phire takatei porda heshe othe... kirokom bicchiri meghla andhokar.. aro beshi kalo holei patar sabuj rong bodlate suru kore... tarpor nijera bodle giye bidghute chokh ... takie thake amar dike amar samne char jon bandhu, dui bandhobi golpo kori, galper sange khun akeoporke... aro beshi brishti hole bandhu r bandhobira bodle jete thake.. tader kotha, bodle giye chondo tader dari coma bodle giye anubhuti tarpor lomba nistobdhota.... atodiner sabdo gulor jano ghum bhenge jay brishti kome gele abar sei galpe fire jai jekhane sudhui dari coma r full stop. - by wreetojyoti

When the evening sun turns all bloody, The hero on screen mutters, “True love doesn’t exist.” They say, “You’re the one I want to die with... Spend forever with... When I close my eyes, you’re the only one I see.” So romantic, they are. But I’ve closed my eyes a thousand times... And all I ever see is the afterglow— fading, quiet, unresolved. But when the bleeding sun bleeds no more, When silence spreads like mist, I remember... Your fingers, gently parting my weary hair, The way you’d tuck the blanket over me On cold, unkind nights. How you’d offer me the last piece of chocolate, Though the box was still full— as if the gesture alone had meaning. Your breasts—not seduction, But a place to die peacefully, Head resting there as though war were done, As though I were a child in a cradle, Eyes locked on a mysterious wind chime, Swaying with secrets. Your arms—fortresses from the tales of old. Your scolding face, the one even cigarettes feared. The tight-l...

  Have you ever felt that you’re lost And every doors around you, locked. Have you ever felt like running straight into the fire Because someone wants to see you burn... Sometimes its not your choice, or is it Your choice to be chosen Have you ever followed a mirage Or an illusion, because it helps you to hope, dream Have you ever walked down a road That, you knew, leads to “nothing” Have you ever trusted the past, the present and the future Because you feared the “truth” might snatch your smiling soul... Have you ever thought about hiding yourself Within your own shadow, - by wreetojyoti

Should I believe in God ? This question has always haunted me. God is a supreme power. Omniscient, omnipotent. The Tsunami that destroyed Japan, the hurricane Katrina, the previous tsunamis all were “God’s will” and “nature’s rule”. “karma” says some. Let’s come all the way from this macrocosm to microcosm. Our regular life. Each one of us expects “justice” but in turn do so many injustices to others. There’s an invisible battle going on throughout. We become a part of this battle since the first time we take our first step outside our house, away from the care of our parents into this harsh world. We all have been through lots of hardships, struggles, humiliations, betrayals, in our life, and the most interesting fact about us all is we all think that “no one will ever know and can understand what I’ve been through”. Of course it’s true that different people have different kind of experiences in their respective lives. Some have endured a lot o...