There are some forces, their efforts, to create a divide As you try to be closer to yourself, the more you are ridiculed As if you are inadequate… a failed protagonist and raconteur Encouraged to travel exactly in the opposite direction… wherever they may lead Trying to catch that ephemeral dream and turning into an undying passion As much being controlled by the predestined past … Continue reading The Divide
How often the forever stories feel like a fantasy Touching upon the ephemeral, the changes feel ureal Unable to hold on to the past reality is a miserable feeling Each portion of the day disguises itself in a strange theme Simply walking into an experience is not enough Not all of them carry a similar kind of consciousness So many possibilities are like kaleidoscopic dreams … Continue reading The Fantasy
Incidents are not incidental anymore Somebody accompanies this chaos… uninvited, unheralded Only spoken disbeliefs… there are fewer written proofs Easily, the ink of antiquity has been diluted Demonstrations and outrage over chicanery The entire volume of triviality becomes heavier every day It is not contradictions anymore, but lack of clarity A polarized world pulls the strings of thoughts irksomely ~Amitav Continue reading Incidents
Night wishes to be pardoned for the follies Difficult eulogising it as the moon wanes Keeping sleep away, and lovely dreams too Secrets won’t be revealed by the busy time Trying to decipher the confusion and settle Dimmed lights, arrival of gloomy thoughts There are no simple hymns to mollify life It feels vacant, even the echoes fade away Fear of vices creeping into this … Continue reading The Night’s Wishes
Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams
Every day is a struggle as you are forced to compromise with your defence mechanisms. Your feelings are taunted and badgered to create a delusional environment; you will feel inadequate and start believing the barrage of lies which manage to seed the mind with doubtful beliefs. The kind of design laid out across the numerous intersections, the hurdles, and obstructions become hazardous for freedom. It … Continue reading Above Contradictions
As you think of contradictions to be an excuse There are only new definitions to defend Only after abandoning the primaeval reasons A grandiloquent misdemeanour at someone’s behest The ink was compromised during the transitions Upheavals, wars, conflicts, and cultural turmoil Unrepentant activities of maligning each other Smeared with the once-revered ink- a travesty While uprisings, the destructive ones, were unabated Everyone took the bait … Continue reading From the Contradictions
Familiar voices speaking of unrecognizable emotions As if there is nothing more joyous than discussing these On being asked more, the voices fumble and become distant Uncaringly leading the way, also, asking everyone to follow Towards fallow lands, while earthless feelings vanish Noises everywhere, but there is little sense in everything Walked into a trap without realising the true sentiment At the will of an … Continue reading Where It Leads Us…
Begrudgingly agreeing to the sudden spurt of conversations The night could have gone wrong- the rancour still lingers in the breath Juvenile reactions, maybe, but the day does not carry a friendly sentiment Still churning within, after having fallen asleep after a long battle With questions from the incautious world- replies stifle the tongue A careless body, tired from the conventional emotions; feels strange Somewhere, … Continue reading Agreeing Reluctantly
Difficult reading the sentiment of the wind Its free-will is disconcerting for everyone Sometimes like a nemesis threatens the existence Jovial and talkative… woods enjoy the moments Frolicsome whispers echo across valleys Following the monotony of a routine… the expectations Weighs down on the born-free spirit Barely listening to each other’s feelings anymore Only trying to decipher the hazy silhouette Voices dissolve frantically in the … Continue reading The Spirit Endures
Amitav Chowdhury 