Folded spaces, the feelings abbreviated and laid down to sleep Yes, there is silence now, for a brief moment it feels peaceful Slowly there is a hint of remorse from the cavernous world Solitary soul trying to straighten the ravaged moments Unfamiliar grounds, the uncaring touch like an ominous shadow Slumped emotions, still there, between reality and illusion First signs of decay; the glorious days … Continue reading Withered Spaces
Hope cannot sieve itself anymore through clogged screens Stirrings are ominous for those who can feel the subtle affectations Deceitful slumber paralyses the entire rhythm each day Yesterday’s dreams still malign every little sprout of hope Temporary seasons, early beliefs of their ascendancy Busy working through the trials and unsettling challenges Restrained air behaves like an alarming enemy When wings flutter no more and softness … Continue reading Grim Feelings
Inappropriate sleep takes me to a distant reality My spirit had neither thought of it during the recess Feeling of surrender to a predacious nature of sleep I could not get the time to express my disapproval A weak no from me did not hinder its plans From a fiendish journey, there’s no escape now Heavy eyelids, a numb body, mysterious rotation In me, the … Continue reading Trapped In Sleep
Occasional congregation of the clouds Grumbling at the despairing landscapes Thirsty eyes frequently stares at the sky Time has etched a difficult pattern One cannot revisit the earlier moments Aching hearts unburden fine feelings Shallow craters do not hold much woes Escapes maddeningly towards oblivion Not that rainy days have arrived yet Only the horizon looks threathening Angry lightning annihilate unseen places Long before one … Continue reading Overshadowed
A plaintive day sits on the pinnacle like an unpolished stone Woebegone feelings, a steady stream of unkind afterthoughts Placid darkness is the most dangerous at complicated moments Feels idyllic to the temporary journeyers after cursory glances Rare chances of looking beyond the thick veil of stoic images A poniard fails to cut thick reins of desolation around the area Tumultuous undercurrents snatch the early … Continue reading Cheerless
Thoughts arise from infinite sources Without chronology; resist the idea of deciphering them Caging freedom, fixing them upon circumstances Slapping consequences with overtly critical opinions Time creates jealousy to destroy the sincere pictures Once those moments have vanished from ephemeral Surrendering to the eternal, safe from critical eyes If at all they appear too sophisticated, explore them often Without being burdened by modern constraints Now, … Continue reading Stunned
Some of the reading are laborious indeed! The words are extremely ornamental, crafted by someone else, but awkwardly set in a design that diminish their glorious reflections. It is life going out to fetch some fancy pieces to enthral the reader with some borrowed vanity. First, the eyes feel tired, trying to extract some meaning from them; by then the mind shuts off, and the … Continue reading The Forced Reflections
Tired warriors try to conquer everything Warring over the imaginary possessions Created and destroyed, a stuggle against survival Will to exist through troubled passages There was always a better fate to find harmony Time vanquished by heartless spirits, when light dwindles Over so many dreams, of souls tirelessly waiting In darkness, for the light to be more kindhearted Woken up by barbaric advances, so many … Continue reading Restless
Seated, but the mind is unsettled Flurry of thoughts, seriously neglected Earlier, during the unspent days They never went away- resilient characters Time abused by premature human illusions Unrestrained speculations among other worries Unprepared mind caught in a battle Edges of innate patters are frayed No new association with the evolving life As if carrying the old flawed images In the dull eyes; can’t blame … Continue reading Seated Uncomfortably
No one to quieten the storm Restriction on imagining a form Assure the dreams of a tomorrow Plans etched out for deeper sorrow Of peaceful dreams in pure sleep Only broken promises to keep Little fire kindled once now dwindle The darkness out there swindle Attached to the fibrous reality Deluged by a fast-paced calamity On Earth exists incessant rage Truth trapped in a demonic … Continue reading A Storm
Amitav Chowdhury 