Unsafe

Being late in waking up after a troubled night The world already breathes feebly in the soft light Signs of life, the ones who will be forgotten As the day progresses, the natural feelings recede Smokescreen of illusions separate the world Within, there is a slow resurgence of regret From the inability to imagine with a free will Not long ago, everyone would escape into … Continue reading Unsafe

Powerless

Powerless, it sensationalises the indentations Without any substance, the staleness affects everything It was inessential to penetrate the soul Bury some unknown fear there A low voice pierces through the being The body yields some fearful effects Past unfulfilled promises still haunt Pacify time? Lost opportunities and constant regrets Present moment looks like a broken trophy Crowded with contradictions Not even a trace of truth … Continue reading Powerless

Enfeebled

No one can be compelled to interpret the meanings Sometimes, there are none, only beautifully crafted Lengthy composition with a hint of elitist utterances Plucked from the esoteric world, dampened with gloom A strange attraction, splashes of unfathomable ink Of whose composition and chemical nature is unknown Toxic, from the dormant days, it spoils the fragile pages Conquering feelings that are precious, with a venom … Continue reading Enfeebled

Fury

Fury had the evil eye to destroy Gathering itself, empowering with tremendous energy The nature of the phenomenon is unfathomable When humans claim to have witnessed everything There is always a twist in the reality Distorted; with it, extreme force to strangulate The essence of life- plunder the settled nature Probably, thinking of a transformation A few hours of fury uproots confidence Dreams, desires, and … Continue reading Fury

It Feels Heavy

A fragile day weighs heavily Distorted by the gusty winds Threatening clouds Lightning sparks nature’s debate Emptied streets ne’er complain Many sighs and frowns Even windows are stubborn Rapidly evolves a gloominess Violates the uneasy tranquillity Smudged dreams drip like paint An aged reality breathes uneasily Defaced spaces bathed overnight Tastes of repentance on the tired tongue Yet, struggles to confess The follies that have … Continue reading It Feels Heavy

Why the Criticisms

People abhor criticisms and people who have been thoughtfully criticizing (they are never addressed as critics, but unwanted judgemental people), pointing to a course correction for humanity; be it in educating more than the institutionalized lectures, to understand human feelings more compassionately, to communicate with people without partisan views, who can enhance your knowledge and vice versa. Remember, before any religion, politics and business, it … Continue reading Why the Criticisms

Misdirected

Looking in the wrong direction Some mysterious events are distracting Considering you are inattentive Even naive; the reality was not a good tutor Like an early arrival A new destination for an uninitiated traveller Who wished to move around Untrained eyes always look elsewhere Unsolved riddles become trickier Restless soul plans to leave Without planning for the next journey Carrying a troublesome fortune ~Amitav Continue reading Misdirected

Why the Celebrations

The revelry around the disharmonious reality No one minds their steps As more and more people join in or being pulled Looking to create a bunch of fortunes? The riddle becomes stranger Obsession with this chaos and wave of disaster Everyone arrives here with some dream Flattened and erased sooner Roaming around the world with self-doubts The children do not ask questions anymore ~Amitav Continue reading Why the Celebrations