The mirror has a mind of its own and the freedom to hold or reveal Different lights, perspectives reflected in a different light- either light up the eyes or brings shadows of anxiety Gilded or barren contours, the unseen vulnerabilities test the abilities Of facing them or turning away abruptly from the unrepentant revelations Suddenly, all the images feel naked; the flimsy covers of unconvincing … Continue reading Horrors of a Mirror
Poetic fervour revolves around an esoteric world It is difficult not to be intrigued by the flashes of words Like comets, they rush across the unknown universe Prodigious philosophies seem to be distant From afar, it is quite a task for the eyes to decipher Silly feelings surround this reality in a misdirected stupor So many nights spent in sleeplessness and solicitude The decrepitude of … Continue reading The Insanity Rules
Mediocrity is always comparable, noisy, and desultorily vivacious! It weans away the efforts of creativity towards a crowded labyrinth. Thoughts are weighed unenthusiastically, without even caring for the true sentiments. The narcissistic value of mediocrity is a flame that cannot dispel darkness! ~Amitav Continue reading Mediocrity
Are the words whole, or their slices of different meanings being assembled From irrelevant situations, their predicament of being stretched and jumbled Pulled away from their ancient wanderings as we fail them with our effort The pen never has a chance to bathe in thoughtful ink and barely becomes a consort Those silent eyes stare at the glaring misgivings and the ability to distort It … Continue reading Lamentations of Words
Stars rarely get that attention from the mesmerised eyes The flair in despair, the translations of life is not too fair From the lamenting azure to the melancholic crimson Life transforms little but holds on to the weary dreams Displumed, they never had the chance to kiss the realms Of freedom and mystical experiences that are eternal As if, the day is ready to compose … Continue reading Rare Moments
Amusements are not amusing anymore Slightest hope to escape the revelry thwarted By the unknown hands that surround like apparitions Outlandish illusions form a kind of reality Beliefs based on their premises The rock-hard pillows, heavy mind, interrupted sleep Dreams and their fragments- only a few scattered Abandoned here and there and trampled Unapologetic feet desecrate the coveted territories Dug up, the terrible times, regenerate … Continue reading Not Amusing
There is a difference between sitting straight with the support of a wall And with an upright spine without any effort from the unconvincing world Numerous journies that are nameless and takes a detour through illusions A flickering reality is thought to be the only source of light for this journey Worries connect, communicate, and calculate the length of the paths That is wound around … Continue reading Unfeeling
The uneven circumference of a roughly carved crucible What it holds is not much of a concern It barely balances itself; more spills over, creating a disorder Of spilt chances, thoughts, feelings, and love The small craters around the body hold some evidence Collected dust, mistrust, life’s contrast and pastiches Fingerprints coalesced to form some surreal patterns Relationships of convenience, rather than a choice Now, … Continue reading Uneven Circumference
How long can you slouch over the morning and try to repress the lights Sitting erect may become an arduous task due to the immense burden Of the unseen worries, the imagined times of turmoil, and scant hope Dreams that were seeded never had enough opportunity to germinate Feels, like the flickering horizon, is trying to communicate frantically There’s never enough room for the contradictory … Continue reading How Long? Enough to Think
Does the patience of the past become invalid due to presses of time Dissatisfaction marches on through the tyrannical and leaden paths Wraths of insensitivity, ignorance, and inconvenience develop many faces The hunger for sympathy grumbles and churns the stomach Stubborn steps lead to the oppressed territories where knowledge hangs in shame The courage of imbecility detonates inimical time; seeks devastation Where some still fast … Continue reading The Way Ahead- In a Mirror
Amitav Chowdhury 