Breathing struggles to rhythm with the excesses of a hasty world Floating dreams have to descend to the summons of impatient voices Morning’s youth spent in the unnecessary errands Tender moments wilt before they can bloom in worry-free moments Spirit’s merriment curtailed by the hypnotic shrill of quagmire Moments frozen in the void chills the heart and shivers judgments Tears held back are settled in the … Continue reading Diminishing Moments and Hope
Moral ideas are not aesthetic enough for a crooked world. We allow (or are forced to alter) our thoughts, innate character to be transformed by a deluge of external factors with covert plans to alter them irredeemably. Due to such instances, we lose control over the arguments and willingly surrender to the numerous byproducts that appear as sludge amidst the controversial free-flow of nonsense. The … Continue reading Tough Challenges
The verdure loveliness laments at the apathy of delayed morning No! The Sun has not fled; it’s the proudness of the clouds to be blamed Some alarms wake up the heart with such palpitating moments Consoling winds urge the clouds not to hold on to the precious tears A responsive landscape wait to nourish the sprouting life Brightness will follow after the desires of life … Continue reading Late Awakening
Of Earth’s immortality spring the dreams of hope Waiting to be sheltered in the immortal soul Orb lights up with the Divine blessing Lamentations, tears, pain, heartbreak will cease This light will endure the stormy moments It reminds the soul to awaken the mournful spirit Bring it closer to the eternal light A praying horizon surrenders with certainty May hope, gratitude, and love spring from … Continue reading From the Light
It’s not about the panegyric moments illuminating each word Delivered with a stylish accent amidst applaud and propaganda The demure, diligent, and defiant- an uninspiring combination Of the austere truth, speaking in a void, but resiliently escapes From the fraudulent frequency spectrum of amplified anarchy Where there is scant determination, but persistent intimidation Once there dwelt such trustworthy voices; now only fancy eulogies Ungentle leaning … Continue reading Proclivity
Apart from composing poetry poets have tried to define poetry. There are myriad explanations, but none could capture the essence of this art in entirety. Just like this universe and our existence, we have always struggled to find purpose and meaning of life. A poet starts composing under different circumstances- sometimes it is euphoric love and passion or intense grief and failure. Nature and spirituality have … Continue reading The Facets of Poetry
As if the Moon decided to not speak with the stars Sullen moments ripple the uneasy tranquility The wide-open windows and doors lean against sulking walls Clouds offend the eternal love moments Settled in a chair which has witnessed many such nostalgic moments The body cowers each time the heart sends some message Damp light, empty glass, incomplete feelings, bland food Many voices use this … Continue reading The Reflections
Storytelling is nourishing for the soul. The plan is to stir up the solitude nurture the surrounding words with feelings. The intense communication at that moment emboldens them to narrate the stories fearlessly. Stories need that resilience and fearlessness to survive curious provocation, meanness, and unwarranted analysis. The arbitrary criticisms and conjectures will follow each story at the crucial juncture of changing social milieu. Storytelling … Continue reading Storytelling
What drives them in droves towards the futile waves Where everything will be lost or dissolved in no time Some will sink deeper than the known abysses of a land Others may be hauled by the strong current to an unknown shore It started with a trickle of saltiness; now encrusted in its corrosiveness Deep down, the lost objects lose their desirousness It’s all gone … Continue reading They Disappear
A morning etched in hues of smudged melancholic graphite Still! The stillness is quite unusual for a day about to begin its journey A stultifying feeling grips the wind, quite restricted and sombre is the mood When newness absorbs the sorrowful feel and oozes the uneasiness Drips the sky like the watercolour on the canvas painted by a careless painter Uneasy whispers come from the … Continue reading Etched in Melancholy
Amitav Chowdhury 