The shrill vulgarity defame, with words pulled controversially Without permission, subjecting the words to such torture with less lucid ink Titillating the voyeuristic eyes looking for some senseless pleasure Lewdness of naked words lay there in some contorted position Defamed blank pages do not even try to explain the lack of imagination Libellous overtones give a garish makeover to the vulgar themes on display ~Amitav Continue reading Vulgar
We are actively trying to conform, to learn what is being taught, to impress those who wish to listen to their narratives being reinforced one sentence and theories at a time. After giving up the intentions of understanding what we desire to learn from uninfluenced sources of the universe. Failing to grasp the nature of learning and understanding weaken the prospects to be free. Free from the ideologies and isms of life that have been pressing on the conscience for … Continue reading Excluding
Don’t flatter yourself much Even the mirror would want to relinquish its power to reflect the truth It wishes not to be scarred by the crisscross remarks, incisively self-aggrandizing barrage Even cursing the mirror if it fails to reflect the desired narrative Condescendingly controlling the inflated pride Caring not to smudge the frail edges of the images that are coloured offensively One may not read … Continue reading Mysterious Scenes
Fractured rays through the timid window bring the melancholy of evening When it lays at my feet, trying to translate the sinking feeling at this tired hour Earth needs to rest here after a long discourse from unnecessary talk Sitting here, trying to smell the aroma of the calm evening from some untouched corner The light play truant while passing through the cracked patterns of an … Continue reading Not so Idle Evening
Don’t spoil the fine weather with leaden thoughts When you seek tomorrow with much hope for another opportunity Nurture the seedlings with your tears; let them flow, for it is of happiness Even the stars shine brighter and sprinkle some celestial enthusiasm Wait for dawn, they will face the sun gleefully; see their ecstatic movements As dreams become reality, through the magical moment of fresh … Continue reading Wait, the World Awakes
Empowerment is a word that sits enigmatically between the dictionary pages. The mystery surrounding this word (empowerment) and the continuous apathy of humanity towards building a positive culture have failed miserably. Weakness is a human trait; it becomes ferociously pronounced when it comes to presenting power to someone. Power is a sensitive word that is stifled in the clenched fists of a coward. Mention of … Continue reading Of Empowerment
Starry skies waiting for the starry-eyed to come out of that lone refuge Sprightly heart urges the soul to don a new attire for the special occasion Spirits of hope times the clock; hands signal the arrival of sterling moments Sanctuary crafted from the eternal dreams open a new world of freedom Serenity signals the sprawling landscapes lit up with millions of celestial souls ~Amitav Continue reading Stunning
The language of the eyes need not be obfuscated by million particles of dust Fragments of shattered realities that ne’er passed the test of trust Why slander the destruction that has been guarded by nefarious hands? Alarmed at the awakening of truth; too ferocious a force for them to face When days felt like darkness’s companion, for the nature of betrayal of light Thrown off … Continue reading For the Eyes
We are witnessing some refined nonsense and nonsensical culture being propagated like a contagious disease. It is surprisingly becoming a popular language to propagate a network through the networld. Repetitive can be tolerated, but the subservient tolerance for such nonsense isolates the ones who choose not to be associated with such company. What is it that gives the mind such resilience to not only relish … Continue reading The Absurd
The rhythm wasn’t composed by the savant Some nocturnal churnings handed over those tunes through gremlins Strolling down the ancient cobbled pavements, keeping an eye on sleepless souls There’s certainly some magic in the air Not one that is imagined by the purist magician, but of some devious wizard Tap, tap, tap, comes strolling the words for the epitaph Of fallen dreams and jealous pursuits … Continue reading The Deeds
Amitav Chowdhury 