Pronil Halder - Writer Author Filmmaker

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উন্নতশির নজিরবিহীন কেন বিশ্বমাঝার? কার আশারত? কে দেখাবে বিরল দৃশ্য, বাঁচার? লাখেতে, কোটিতে শক্তিগুলো কি স্বপ্নই দেখে যাবে? কালও কি দেখব অভুক্ত ছেলেটা ডাস্টবিন বেছে খাবে? দু-একটা লাইক কমেন্টে কি আর মানবতা বেঁচে যাবে? দিশাহারা মানুষ দিশার আশায়, নেই-ই তো বেচে পথ। শূন্য পিদিমে আলোর জন্যে কি লাভ যেচে শপথ? ঘুম ভাঙার আগেই বিকে গেছে দিন। কুলুপ এটেও জানি, কতগুলো ছাঁদ উঠিয়ে নিলে, কত হল আমদানি। কোঁচকানো ভ্রূই দিয়ে দিল শেষে তোমার জবাবখানি? বীরপুরুষের স্বপ্ন ছাড়ো, নিজ তেজে নিজে জাগো। একখানি হাত বন্ধক রেখে আরেকটি হাত মাগো। ধীর স্পন্দনে মিশে অনুনাদ হুঙ্কার উঠুক ফুঁটে। ধমনীর সাথে পোক্ত এই বন্ধন নাহি টুঁটে! Please note: All the contents are present in this blog including poems, pictures, stories, information (excluding the template) are complete artwork and under the copyright of Pronil Halder. Publishing, modification, tampering, merging, editing etc. without poet's permission is unwanted and illegal.

Please note: All the contents are present in this blog including poems, pictures, stories, information (excluding the template) are complete artwork and under the copyright of Pronil Halder. Publishing, modification, tampering, merging, editing etc. without poet's permission is unwanted and illegal.

লক্ষ তারা ছত্রছায়ায় দাঁড়িয়ে স্বপ্ন সার। লহ ভরি মোর অন্ধঘরকে, খোলা রইল দ্বার। মহাজাগতিক ইতিহাসগুলি নামে বেয়ে ছায়াপথ। ধূলিকণাসম মস্তিষ্ক ভাবে একি মায়া সব? শুনেছি আজো ছুটছে স্মৃতির যান অনন্ত দুরে। আলোর সাথে পাল্লা... সুযোগ নেই দেখবার ঘুরে। ব্রহ্মান্ডের পত্রলেখা, গন্তব্যহীন। উত্তরের চিরকালীন আশা অত্যন্ত ক্ষীণ। Please note: All the contents are present in this blog including poems, pictures, stories, information (excluding the template) are complete artwork and under the copyright of Pronil Halder. Publishing, modification, tampering, merging, editing etc. without poet's permission is unwanted and illegal.

Please note: All the contents are present in this blog including poems, pictures, stories, information (excluding the template) are complete artwork and under the copyright of Pronil Halder. Publishing, modification, tampering, merging, editing etc. without poet's permission is unwanted and illegal.

কিছু ঝাপসা স্মৃতি আমার মনে পড়ে। বহুদিন আগের দৃশ্যগুলো ঘিরে ধরে। জানিনা কবে কোথায়... তবে খুব কাছের। হৃদয়ের বেতারযন্ত্রে ধরা পড়ে। এক ধূসর দিন... ভেঙে পড়ছে আকাশ শত বিন্দুধারায়, ঝমঝমিয়ে। সব মেঘগুলোও করেছে আজ সমর্পন। পুরো রাস্তা খালি, সবই থমথমে। গুটিকয়েক দোকান, সবই ঝাপবন্ধ। কাঁচের সার্শিগুলো সব ভিজছে ঠায়। আমি দাঁড়িয়ে ধারে, হাতে কালো ছাতা আর আমার হাত সম্মোহিত অচেনা কোমলতায়। আমি শুধু তাকিয়ে জলবিন্দুর দিকে। জানিনা কেন মন ডুবে আজ প্রশান্তিতে। যেন ভালো কিছু এই সবে হয়ে গিয়েছে। মুছে গেছে দাগ বাস্তব ও অপার্থিবে। পাশে ঠায় সে দাঁড়িয়ে... আমি জানিনা সে কে। আমি না তাকিয়েও জানি, সেও শুনছে আমায়। আমরা দুজনেই মশগুল ছমছম ছন্দে। এই গান না শেষ হোক মন এটাই শুধায়। কোনো কথা নেই তবু যেন মহাকাব্য মোরা আদানপ্রদান করি পলকে, নীরবে। যেন এভাবেই ছিল জীবন আজীবন ধরে। যেন মেঘলা আকাশও আজ এই চেয়েছিল। শুধু এতটুকু অবধি সে টুকরো ছবি। জাগিয়েছে তুলে অন্তরের ভাবুক কবি। আমি প্পেয়েছি সে প্রশান্তি সেদিন আবারও যেদিন জোর করে বৃষ্টিতে ভিজিয়েছিলিস। দেখেছি মিলে যেতে সক...

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সহস্র স্রোতে উথালপাথাল। ছন্দে ওঠে, ছন্দে নামে। গর্জে ওঠে, দ্বন্দ থামে... সৈকত মাতাল। গুরু গুরু গুরু... ঢেউসমাহার দুরু দুরু বুকে দেয় সমাচার। কাঁধ ধরাধরি, অন্ধআঁধার সবে মিলি করি ম্লান। দুরান্তে ওই দেখা যায় পাল হাওয়ার টানে ছিটকে চলে। পালের হাওয়া যখন যেথায়... দিকভ্রান্ত, বেসামাল। একটি স্রোত উল্টো বহে। প্রবাল প্রাচীর সে ভেঙেই রবে। দ্বীপ ওদিকেই, সন্নিকটে। সহস্রেও, বেআড়াল!

A thousand waves, gorgeous! Rising up, sinking down, Roaring, forgetting all the conflicts. The sea seems anxious. Gur gur gurr...their dances Rhythmically, they take chances. Together, see how they weakens Darkness' betrayal! A sail there see, far away! Unable to make up nature's play. It runs wherever wind drags. Oh... Confused, miserable. An opposite wave, seems unfit. It flows indomitably, until It reaches the island, nearby... Even in thousands, visible.

Oh crimson Sun, wake up and heal me with your touch. You feel me by your heat; oh feed me with your blood! On this darkest, cursed night of any existed past I have drunken myself sweat of all my bros upon their hearts. Oh crimson Sun, complete me with your rage on the desert. You have made me will to live and you have made me remain strong And none of these does teach to keep quite where king regains wrong, And I will never let be quite the thousand people's song! Oh crimson Sun, wake up and heal me with your touch. You feel me by your heat; oh feed me with your blood!                

He loves to stay single Thus always the jingles Enchant and mingle for him. He makes his own door. He himself is the cure Of all his desires and dreams. Let him fly... On the sky... At least he's not lone. The world all his own. This wonderful boy so charming. Let him try... Occupy... He sees there no cages And boundaries of ages and sins. Oh you know he sees there no cages And boundaries of ages and sins.                 

I see the night and wind argue That who will be this madness' heir. No impressionist can express The virtue of this lonely air. I'm just a head in this huge audience. I'm here to beg for a bit blessing. But now, seeing sky's alcoholic dressing, Guess, I've never been blessed better.        

Mom, I beg your pardon today. Earth, you hide me with your shameful dust. Ground, don't cry now, somehow you must Hide my love, forever, in your crust. Ganges, you may be great enough to build Up this world green, but still it'd kill You to sink down my love in your depth, forever, So that I could reach to it in future, never.                 

Someday in the evening times A music comes from the house with pond. I know there lives a Musician, Maybe he practices his written songs. He gives a big blow on his trumpet And the birds and frogs come out from homes. The giant leaves of coconut start to swing. The water surface shines like some silver throne. One by one he sews his harmonical sins. The souls of nature have nothing to do. There still is an hour or two from sunset. Who'd tell here dominated once the morning's loo? But still, it doesn't quench the thirst of mine, It’d be more fascinating with choirs and strings. But nature perhaps was also hearing mine, She plays my choice through the grasshoppers she brings!

The star on sky still shines so bright. Its heart still beats through its flashing light. Its glow's still awake, ready to cheer me up. It will look after me, till the end of the night! It may have died a thousand years ago. But it will surely remain the brightest along. Just like the star, won't the face of yours be always the glorious all among? And you may go someday, someplace so far... you may hide yourself into the lap of dark. We may not be able to see you but your touch will come though, just like the star.

Every night, I know there's someone waiting up for me in somewhere. I know its true, whether you trust or not believe... And whenever I close my eyes she sings, so that I sleep tight. I keep her safe all her night in my dreams... Life feels then like a paradise, but still its like a pair of dice. They can roll to wherever they want to go... It becomes really hard to tell if I am passed or am failed. But till you're here I just don't want to know...

Who created the word 'Humanity'? Strange question, I know it is. But you know, whenever I look over us, humans, I doubt, if there such things really exists. Who created the word 'Humanity'? Whoever was the man, did he Belong to the era we're living? I don't think so... He must be from some ancient world, where no Lies ever invented, no cries for insanity. Who created the word 'Humanity'? Wherever he's from, do people there also kill Others like we did on 9/11 or 26/11? Do they fill heaven with red blood souls? Do their chests are also cursed by blood red holes? Who created the word 'Humanity'? The word must have come from some unknown planet 'cause I barely see any good accommodation here for it.

Streets, lights, Hangouts, noise, love, Cheap voices from club... I'm disturbed. Dark lanes Where the pairs whisper. Murder, rape... Who cares? Those blisters Are not gonna help me. Even not for a while. You can say me a freak But it is my style. So, all I need a paper and pen And some miles of distance, Gotta solve those maths tonight! Night raises And the lights are off. Nothing's allowed, not Even a water drop. I cannot sleep, Can’t close my eyes. Something's squabbling inside, It feels so nice! So I walk down to the study room And have a pen. With my notes of equation Gotta twist again! It’s more effective than a glass of wine And its heaven with a bit of rain. The clocks are ticking but they don't count The time anymore. They're gone, driving around. I get more affected to this silent sound. At last some peace could be found! By the time passes, I see fading out the walls. My life's now filled only with integrals. I look beneath and it seems like I'...

There's a girl who really talks like me, acts like me, walks like me. She mocks like a bird. She cares 'bout me. Her hair is long and smooth, indeed. Her eyes are charming, she's nice and cute. She wants a trip on beach and woods. I try to give her all I could. Am I getting loose? Umm... might be! I wish her 'Good night' every night; wish her morning when it is bright. She tells she owns some cutie cats. She loves them too, just like I do! I won't forget to tight up my tie, iron my shirt, get the nicest shoe If someday I'd become able to meet her. What else could be more cool! She's half known and half unknown and we're separated by some distances, But I'm satisfied to what I get. Everyday don't happen these circumstances! She looks bit alone, she's quite and sad. She's still in the memories of what she had. But when I'm here, she won't be anymore. When she's with me, things can never go bad!

I know I don't know you but feels you're known. Whenever I imagine you feels to be alone And I gotta take some time out from my busy life, Longing in your photos in my phone. I dunno that what would be the price Of these sleepless hours of the nights. Only wish if somebody would be here to tell, Do you receive all my cries? I cry everyday! Don't know if I can get You someday. But I know, I can't give up to try. I also can't give up the lies I'm making to you, because I Know if I tell you the truth from inside You will just ask me, why? I promised myself, I'll keep on my own But now it feels like I can't go on Anymore. All I need is you At my doorstep and on the way you've shown!

This night's incredible, Drunken And silent. People's faces Seem miserable. These ripples Are also smiling. Violins Won’t even Play for This time. This rhyme Makes them feel, Let them steal All aligns! Meanwhile, The lamp posts, I know that, Took a bath On moonlight. Making also Mistakes, these Footpaths!

It really is heck of a time When it goes through a blackout at the night! Especially, if its summer then, You got to get out on the roadside. You'll see many people are also waiting, When the fans will move in the rooms And will cool up the hot atmosphere, Till then you gotta enjoy the nature. Soon The waiting turns into a time pass. Wives of the whole city get a rest to talk And the rest of the people are also hanging out, Waste time discussing politics at the rock! But the real thing is, after a long, long time Now they can finally gather around And there also join the moon, old songs, Transistors and insect sounds!