What prompts one to find the trail of sadnesses Until the day their imprints appear on the heart Upon daily treading, the overgrown grasses perish The nakedness of a forlorn path feels violated Learning from the entrapped patterns day and night Losing sight of any other route amongst the clamour The intoxicating drinks of this world taste annoying A sommelier’s advice sounds jarring at that … Continue reading The Trail
What’s the feeling of walking away from the crowd? Withdrawing all of the identity that had been dispersed It was difficult identifying them after unnatural transformation Walking into the crowd was never a decision It happens in the rush of life; urged to leave the freedom of solitude You take all of you, remember, the duality of the opposing voice Someone within had been constantly … Continue reading Away from the Crowd
Is it not foolish to miss the grimace on everything that has been around? A bitter haziness from the frosty breaths of sinister gatherings makes the heart jittery Whoever would have thought of the disguised hands to go scot-free after the misdeeds Silly communications around debauched companies where senses are mortgaged Look up, look away, look pervertedly; all of them give away the intentions Regrets … Continue reading Impassive
Amitav Chowdhury 