Let’s be indifferent to art and keep it out in the cold so it can become even more frigid compared to the coldest places known to mankind. Let all the emotions poured till now hibernate in a frosty cocoon. It feels slippery and hostile from extreme frigidness. Walk away, frostbites can be fatal; even the sun feels dreary and uninspired. Assuming the contrasting harsh times … Continue reading Forsaken
Today it is a studied silence, not really sure of the sulking appearance at twilight hours Melancholy decided to be an accomplice to stir the already palpable restlessness Thoughts are like wolves loping on unsuspecting predators anticipating a feast Nature’s mechanisms seem to have rusted and thoughts have become obstinate cogs A workman has journeyed through the troubles and stumbled on the way home Here, … Continue reading Studied Silence
Amitav Chowdhury 