Around a twisted axis turbulent time expands uncontrollably Tilted dreams, phases of shadows grow longer, a persistent fear Searching for the source; unaware of who births the light Tremulous grounds, a whirling fate twinned in a parallel reality Melting core goes deeper into chaos, a furious misdirection Revolving around the unconscious through a time bubble Unfathomable subliminal disarray, feeling dizzier during unpredictable changes -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading Revolving
Striving to locate the truth with unfair measures, dramatically reduced imaginations When false images were imposed over the reality, lost in the quagmire It is suffocating that I have to adhere to their ideas when I want to control my own being, my desires and imaginations Tiresome it feels discussing from a vague perspective, of truth stripped of its character Reality slipping away the more … Continue reading Substratum
How impatiently the contemplations have been, from untidy thoughts the feelings have rooted themselves Spoiling the paradise! The involution, across the vast desertification Intense heat and scorched times, volatile clocks wait watch over the impatient dreamers Dealing with fatalism, the unpardonable mistakes; a display of destruction like a celebration A tumultuous existence, an existential extravagance causing the early death of dreams Infirm roots easily uprooted, … Continue reading Impatience
A disconcerting contradiction of finding comfort in chaos Absurd ambition! Without losing the centre, of the presence, the sense of being There is a chasm, a sinister void, threatened by the whirlwind, a directionless journey Missing the core essence of existence! Wishing the wild desires like wildfires threatening the landscape I don’t owe you an explanation where I seek comfort, the shore where my destination … Continue reading Comfort in Chaos
Far off from where I started, faint memories, I don’t remember the date or time I did not start with expectations or a plan, but here I am, reminiscing the isolation Now, I decide after the memories have become distant, the rejections, of every season I wanted to try at my pace, while taken through some eccentricities, without worried about arriving Enjoying my idiosyncrasies, where … Continue reading Gift of Isolation
There is nothing out there as entertaining anymore other than the typical crowd A great synchronized movement, inaudible cacophony that riles up the senses Lenses of vision are scratched and a blurry hope, the hype of artificial lightings to alter the mood Everything around is so hallucinating, mere presence without prescience, false euphoric moments Lonelier tiring days amongst the crowded spaces, as if fighting for … Continue reading The Chosen Loneliness
Can you promise the Sun to wake up with the same integrity? Look directly at the morning and vow to exude that kind of warmth Match the mirth of this Earth and walk lightly across life Without hurting the sentiments, discriminating life with frugal sense Let consciousness be like a happily flowing brook Searching for generous tributaries, creating arteries to sustain life Allow the same … Continue reading Only Assurances
Opaque reality, sitting here, trying to rein the unwanted distractions Silence and stillness is all I pray for; goodbye time I cleaned the hazy windows, drowned myself in clear water Feels fresh, even the night looks brighter, faint, pure light of transparency Now, the connections, with reality, the forgotten truth I found a comfortable position, my mind simply comprehending, unhurried The universe has a fragrance, … Continue reading More Than Curiosity
Why not relinquish the consciousness to the darkness, a burden, an unwilling heaviness amidst morning A sharp contradiction of brightness and dormant emotions, enjoying the gloomy moments Pushing back sleep, the healthy desires, the space to dream of beautiful moments, even if they cannot fructify Defying the odds of them revisiting me, again and again, I fail to shut the door on them, knowing they … Continue reading Reluctant Waking Up
The obscure, forgotten, realms that only imaginations dare touch Spirit endures the harsh reality, the ravages of time In it’s brief existence, conjure up the energy to fight an existential angst Beyond utterances and promises and untimely fateful experimentation There is hope to sacredly hold the soul, go within and beyond Cultivate fertile imaginations on which dreams can spring Passionately embrace eternity before a quiet … Continue reading Demystify
Amitav Chowdhury 