Niloy Shouvic Roy's Blog, page 2

She is a Piece of Art

Seems like my future wife, a perfect artist's dream,  

She paints our love in colors that gleam.  

Her hands, so gentle, brush the canvas with care,  

Creating a world where only we two share.  

In her eyes, the stars find their place to shine,  

Every glance, every smile, a crafted design.  

She’s a masterpiece herself, from head to toe,  

A blend of grace, beauty, and a radiant glow.  

Each word she speaks, a melody so sweet,  

Like a songbird's call in the morning heat.  

Her laughter, the music that fills my soul,  

With every note, she makes me whole.  

She’s the sculptor of our future, bold and bright,  

Molding our days with pure delight.  

With every kiss, she seals her art,  

A lover’s promise, straight from the heart.  

Her love is the ink that writes our tale,  

In every line, in every detail.  

She’s not just an artist, but the muse I adore,  

The one I cherish, now and forevermore.  

So here's to my future wife, a vision so rare,  

An artist, a masterpiece, beyond compare.  

In her, I’ve found my muse, my heart’s true guide,  

In this world of art, with her, I'll always abide.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

I Have Always Wanted to Become a Doctor (A Tragic Poem)

I have always wanted to become a doctor,  

To treat the wounded, to mend the broken,  

To heal the pain that scars the soul,  

To offer hope when hope seemed stolen.  

I sacrificed my sleep, my youthful years,  

My social life, my silent tears.  

I traded joy for endless nights,  

With books and notes under dim lights.  

Just for the sake of those in need,  

I pledged my life to this noble creed.  

To serve, to care, to stand and fight,  

Against the darkness, with all my might.  

But at the end of my sacred vow,  

You monsters came, and I ask, how?  

How could you tear my pride apart,  

And plunge your claws into my heart?  

Devoured my skin, my flesh, my soul,  

Left me lifeless, robbed of my goal.  

I couldn’t scream, for you blocked my breath,  

Forced into silence, then into death.  

Monsters disguised as human beings,  

Carried out such vile, heartless deeds.  

Even my faculty, my own institute,  

Blamed me for daring to be resolute.  

“For she slept alone,” they said, in shame,  

As if my gender bore the blame.  

And I know that soon, the storm will pass,  

And justice denied will fade, alas.  

The nation lost a doctor’s hand,  

Yet to them, it’s easily replaced.  

But parents mourn a daughter gone,  

A brother lost, a sister erased.  

A lover cries for his heart torn,  

For what was precious, now forlorn.  

Irreplaceable is the life you took,  

And I’m a name, now closed like a book.  

I’ve always wanted to become a healer,  

But monsters made me a fallen martyr.  

In silence now, I rest in peace,  

My dreams, my life, forever ceased.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

A Night of Unrestrained Desire

As the rain poured down outside,

We found ourselves secluded in our room,

High on the 24th floor,

The storm had cut the power,

Leaving us in darkness,

A chance to explore.

I moved closer, feeling the magnetic pull,

Pressed you gently against the wall,

Your wrists locked in my grasp,

Our breaths mingling,

I kissed your sweet lips,

Savoring the moment,

As I caressed your neck.

Your breath quickened,

Your heart raced,

I nibbled your neck,

Feeling the electricity between us,

Tearing your oversized t-shirt,

Pulling down your pants with a teasing touch.

I stepped back to the table,

Poured a glass of wine,

My eyes never leaving you,

Standing there, vulnerable and beautiful.

With a trembling anticipation,

I approached again, wine and ice in hand,

Poured the wine into your mouth,

Drank from your lips,

Let the ice glide down your belly,

Tracing a path to your cleavage.

I noticed your wet desire,

Aroused by the storm and our closeness,

I couldn't resist,

My touch found your most sensitive spot,

Drawing out your pleasure.

You responded with urgency,

Grabbing my head with your thighs,

I didn't make you wait,

Our passion intertwined,

A crescendo of pleasure.

Your voice filled the room,

Begging for more,

Yet I couldn't slow down,

Lost in the fervor,

Our bodies moved in unison.

Thunder roared outside,

Mirroring our intensity,

Your hands freed,

You scratched my back,

Marking the moment.

We reached our peak together,

Exhausted and fulfilled,

Whispering words of love,

I laid my head on your chest,

And we drifted into sleep,

Through the wildest and happiest night.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

Bangladeshi Students Protest for Qualifications against Quota

 

I am a Bangladeshi student, heart full of dreams,  

Yet my voice is stifled, torn at the seams.  

I sought equality, a place to belong,  

But my plea for justice feels so wrong.

I wanted admission, my future in sight,  

To study, to work, from morning till night.  

To help my family, on merit alone,  

Not bound by quotas, nor by a throne.

Yet the government labeled me "Razakar",  

A traitor’s name, a wound, a scar.  

I wanted peace, a life serene,  

But my cries for justice are met with a scream.

Why do they hurt us, the students who speak?  

Why do they silence the voice of the meek?  

Raped by power, killed for a thought,  

In this land of my birth, freedom is bought.

We bleed the same red, our flag waves green,  

Yet they taint it with blood, unseen.  

Our colors fade, replaced by dread,  

As the youth of our nation lie silent, dead.

The flag once bright, now soaked in red,  

A symbol of the youth that bled.  

Protests arise, our spirits undimmed,  

But they crush us down, our light grows dim.

They jam our voices, the internet cold,  

Silence the truth, the lies unfold.  

Where is my freedom, my right to speak?  

Why must our future always look bleak?

I long to live, to study, to thrive,  

Not to struggle just to survive.  

In a land where dreams are buried deep,  

And every night I weep, I weep.

I don’t want to die for daring to say,  

That my hopes and dreams should light the way.  

Sometimes I wish I’d never been born,  

In a place where the young are scorned.

Yet still, I rise, my voice will be heard,  

For every fallen, I’ll spread the word.  

We are the future, we demand our rights,  

In the darkest hours, we are the lights.

I am a Bangladeshi student, hear my cry,  

I seek a world where dreams don’t die.  

Equality, peace, a chance to be free,  

This is my homeland, and it should be.

From and For,

All The Bangladeshi Deserving Students

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

Rain Of Love 5.0

 

We finally met after a long time,

It felt like the first time on a date sublime.

Heavenly beautiful weather at PrincepGhat's shore,

The clouds casting shadows, sunlight poured no more.

A storm brewed in the sky, wild and free,

Matching the tempest within when you ran to me.

Embraced in a hug, tight and warm,

Your breath on my shoulder, a comforting charm.

Curly tresses, I gently brushed aside,

Falling on lips, where sweetness resides.

Feather-soft lips, a taste so divine,

Heavenly nectar, in that moment, was mine.

Closer I came, hearing your heart's song,

In the stormy silence, where we both belong.

The park hushed in reverent pause,

Nature itself seemed to applaud.

Each beat of your heart, a love profound,

In that rhythm, our passion unbound.

I kissed your neck, left a mark of my claim,

As raindrops fell, igniting the flame.

Basorexia struck, kissed you in the rain,

Each droplet on lips, a sweet refrain.

"I love you, dear," whispered so close,

"I love you the most," as nature chose

To witness our love, eternal and true,

In the storm, the rain, and skies so blue.

Bound by the elements, we stood as one,

Our love shining brighter than the midday sun.

Your fingers traced patterns on my skin,

Electric touches, where our love begins.

Eyes locked in a gaze, deep and intense,

A dance of souls, a perfect suspense.

The scent of rain, mixed with your perfume,

In the storm’s embrace, we both found room.

To explore the depths, our desires aflame,

In the heart of the storm, we became the same.

Every whispered word, a promise made,

In the shadows of clouds, our love displayed.

Your lips on my neck, a fire ignites,

In the midst of the storm, our passion alights.

Raindrops mingling with our fervent kiss,

Each touch, each caress, pure bliss.

Your body close, a tantalizing heat,

In the stormy embrace, our hearts beat.

A symphony of love, in nature's song,

In the storm’s wild dance, we belong.

Each thunderous roar, a heartbeat's cry,

In your arms, I found my sky.

The storm's fury, matched by our desire,

In the tempest's eye, we felt the fire.

Every caress, every sigh, a pledge,

On the edge of the storm, we balanced the ledge.

Our love, a force of nature, raw and true,

In every raindrop, I felt anew.

As the storm raged on, our love did too,

In every lightning flash, I saw you.

I drank in your essence, every taste,

In the rain's embrace, no moment to waste.

Your moans, your whispers, a siren's call,

In the storm’s embrace, we gave our all.

With every heartbeat, our love grew strong,

In the dance of the storm, we belonged.

"I love you, dear," I whispered again,

In the heart of the storm, our love would reign.

As the storm subsided, calm restored,

In your arms, I found my world.

With the rain as witness, our love set free,

In the embrace of nature, just you and me.

In the quiet aftermath, our breaths aligned,

In the stillness, our hearts combined.

Every touch, every kiss, etched in time,

In the storm's embrace, our love sublime.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

Eclipsed Hearts

I'm sorry, my love, for the times I've been rough,For those moments my words have grown harsh and tough.In the silence that follows our heated discourse,Lies the truth that my heart beats with unyielding force.
For I love you deeply, with all that I am,My soul intertwined with yours, like an eternal lamb.Though sometimes my actions may cause you to weep,I never meant to hurt you, my love runs so deep.
I yearn to hold you close, to feel your warm embrace,To kiss your sweet lips, and find solace in your grace.Each day without you feels like a lingering night,A void that consumes me, extinguishing the light.
I miss you, my love, more than words can convey,In your absence, the colors of life fade to gray.Your laughter, your touch, your gentle caress,Are the things that I cherish, the things I miss best.
Forgive me, my darling, for the times I've been wrong,For the moments I faltered, and the nights that seemed long.All I wish is to show you the depths of my heart,To mend the fractures and make a new start.
So here I am, pouring out my soul,Hoping you'll see that you make me whole.I promise to cherish, to love, and to care,To be by your side, through joy and despair.
I'm sorry, my love, for the pain I've caused,But believe me when I say, you're my life's greatest applause.I love you the most, with a passion so true,And all I desire is to be with you.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

Longing for Recognition

I try my best to be a good son,A good brother,A good lover.But everything I sacrifice for the people I care,They just ignore it and see my insecurities.
In the quiet hours, I reflect alone,The weight of their indifference a silent stone.Every gesture, every effort made,Goes unnoticed, like a shadow in the shade.
I give my all, my heart, my soul,To see them smile, to make them whole.Yet all they see are my flaws, my fears,And the hidden pain behind my tears.
I try my best every time to provide,To stand tall, with shoulders wide.But all they do is make me feel,That I am a failure, a wound that won’t heal.
The nights are long, the silence deep,I lie awake, unable to sleep.Haunted by thoughts of what I lack,The love that I give, never given back.
I wear my heart on a sleeve of shame,Longing for a kind word, a whisper of my name.But the echoes in the halls are cold and stark,Leaving my spirit fractured, left in the dark.
I wish they could see the battles I fight,The demons that haunt me, night after night.But all they see is the surface, the guise,Not the turmoil that churns behind my eyes.
Each day I rise, determined to be,The person they need, the best version of me.But no matter how hard I strive or yearn,Their affection and approval, I never earn.
So I’ll keep trying, in silent despair,Hoping one day, they’ll notice and care.Until then, I'll bear this heavy crown,A good son, a good brother, a lover worn down.
© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

A Love Beyond Words

I envy myself that you are my own,

A girl who loves me more than I've ever known.

In moments of sickness, you're always near,

Checking if I've taken my medicine, showing no fear.

With proper care, you pamper me dear,

Kissing away all my sadness and tear.

I can't imagine a day without you,

Talking, laughing, just us two.

By your side is where I belong,

Loving you deeply, my heart's sweet song.

Forever your partner, in love we'll remain,

Rosogolla, you ease every pain.

Fate’s rope has bound us, tied us tight,

In love's embrace, both day and night.

Your gentle touch, your sweet caress,

In your arms, I find my rest.

The warmth of your breath upon my skin,

Ignites a fire deep within.

Your whispers, soft, a lover's muse,

In every word, my soul renews.

Our hands entwined, a perfect fit,

Each moment with you, I cherish it.

Your laughter, a melody so sweet,

In its sound, my heart does beat.

Your eyes, a window to your soul,

In their depths, I find my whole.

The way you look at me, so true,

In your gaze, I see our love anew.

Yet on those days, when words are few,

And your busy schedule pulls us through,

I feel the ache, the distance too,

Missing your touch, your voice, your view.

The quiet moments, when you’re away,

My heart yearns for the light of day,

When you return, and in your arms,

I find solace, safe from harm.

In dreams, I wander to where you are,

Close to you, no matter how far.

Our love, a beacon, shining bright,

Guiding me through the darkest night.

Your love is a river, deep and wide,

In its flow, I find my guide.

No storm or tide can break our bond,

In your love, I'm forever fond.

The days of silence, though hard to bear,

Are but a test of the love we share.

For in those times, my heart still sings,

Of future days and all they bring.

We’ll weather every storm, every trial,

Together, we'll walk mile by mile.

Hand in hand, through thick and thin,

In your love, I always win.

No matter the silence, no matter the time,

Together forever, in rhythm and rhyme.

Our hearts beat as one, strong and true,

In every breath, I think of you.

I miss you, my love, in every way,

Yearning for your presence, night and day.

But I find comfort in the truth we share,

In our love's embrace, nothing can compare.

So, Rosogolla, my heart’s delight,

In your love, I find my light.

Together forever, that’s our vow,

In each other’s arms, here and now.

© Niloy Shouvic Roy

Stormy Night on the 17th Floor

I still remember the stormy night,

We spent together on the 17th floor.

As the breeze touched your skin,

I kissed each spot of your body, exploring more.

Your eyes shimmered with a secret light,

Mirroring the lightning outside.

We were the thunder, bold and bright,

Our passion a tempest we couldn’t hide.

I grabbed an ice cube,

And started rubbing at your neck.

It melted under my touch, a subtle ruse,

And then I started to kiss you there, a tender peck.

I still remember that mole on your left thigh,

A perfect mark, a spot to cherish.

How I sucked it and said you taste amazing,

A moment that made our night more embellished.

The moment we started to get more intimate,

Our breaths synchronized, a silent hymn.

I started to kiss those feather-soft lips hard,

Your taste, intoxicating, my senses dim.

Damn! I feel like I am drinking heaven’s poison,

With every touch, every kiss, every sigh.

Our bodies entwined, a fervent union,

Under the stormy sky, we were bound to fly.

Every caress, a promise, a plea,

As our hearts raced in a fevered dance.

I still remember the stormy night, you and me,

Lost in our love, seized by chance.

Our whispers mingled with the wind’s song,

Each sigh, a note in our private symphony.

We explored each other, a journey long,

In the storm’s embrace, we found our destiny.

The ice melted, but our heat remained,

A fervent blaze, an unquenchable fire.

I still remember how we loved, unrestrained,

A night of ecstasy, of pure desire.

Now, whenever the storm rolls in,

I think of that night, that sacred delight.

The memory of you, under my skin,

The 17th floor, our eternal twilight.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

My Guiding Light

We met by an accident, a twist of fate,

Two souls converging, destined to create.

I don't know why, but deep within my heart,

I feel a kinship, like we were never apart.

You are the first, with a gentle touch so pure,

To pamper my spirit, to make me feel secure.

I never knew, in the shadows of my mind,

That within me, such goodness you’d find.

You made me fall in love, not just with you,

But with myself, as if my spirit anew.

Thank you, my dear, for showing me the way,

For turning my nights into the brightest day.

Every word you speak, a melody so sweet,

Makes me blush, my heart skips a beat.

I can't hold back, these feelings so intense,

From your romantic touch, breaking down my defense.

I wish the distance wasn’t such a chasm wide,

So we could stand, forever side by side.

Living together, in harmony, our hearts as one,

Until the stars fade and the moonlight is done.

Growing older together, this is my only dream,

Through life's winding path, a seamless seam.

My feelings for you are true, steadfast, and bright,

You are my love, my muse, my guiding light.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY