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আমিও তোমার নামে
তোমার ভিতরের আলগা ভালোবাসা
অচঞ্চল ঔদাসীন্যে একটুখানি ক্ষয় লুকিয়ে রেখেছে,
আমি ও উপেক্ষা ভোর-না-হওয়া আলোয়
Amitava Nag writes poems and short fictions in English and Bengali, his topics mostly veering on the sub-alterns and an individual’s denial of the system.
Poems in Kritya
Amitava Nag, a software engineer by profession, has been writing on films since his college days and edits the bi-lingual film magazine Silhouette
You stand tired
in the boxing ring -
the man who bites the dust
down on the floor,
I take up the hammer
Strike on its head
The last metal nail shoves
From the Last Time
A wistful plea of a lover addressing his last heartfelt words to his lady-love
A wistful, romantic poem depicting the essence and fervour of Jhulan festival in India during monsoon, a festival celebrating the divine love between Radha and Lord Krishna.
Today Is Not My Birthday
I never asked you to wish me luck, or, to hold my hand
They call your name
In the dark I cry,
For how long, do I remember?
No longer active Yet never dead, she lies still. The winter afternoons short and crisp dry but smooth – I take her up and nurse in my palm.
There is boredom in the bordello filled with broken fragrances of waiting gun powder and desolate embers –
3 Poems about Forgetting, and Not
Three wistful poems about remembrance, forgetting and memory by Amitava Nag.