During expansion, many things disappear! Some of them are relegated to the idle corner of the memory, while others, relatively unknown, fade out without a trace. They may not be insignificant, but their fate pulled them towards an early exit. It is difficult linking them to the stored memories because they rarely leave a trail of expectations. I am referring to ‘thoughts’, that have been … Continue reading The Expansion
Minute observations are forgotten A microcosm blossomed prematurely Prodded by the hastened time- contraclockwise Somewhere this reality recoils Another dimension of freedom Contrary; awakened after cosmic thoughts The omnipresent eyes Observe the progress of a dream ~Amitav Continue reading Omniscient
Walled by the mirrors Reflections hate each other Tediousness creeps in Feelings claustrophobic Due to lack of air Freshness of variety Eyes feel dull Absorbing the images Oh! They are shrewd Won’t allow anyone To interpret- Except for those reflections Carefully attired By the same ideologies One addiction is enough They speak too much A comforting language Of self-praise and hatred Depending on the temper … Continue reading Between Reflections
A dreadful dream of everything bowing due to intense pressure A grim desire to be in a pride posture and look scornfully The dishevelled reality will be pulled away and folded Discarded somewhere in a dilapidated structure- a reminder of past conflicts Yes, the clocks are too tired to move ahead at a frantic pace The feeble tick-tock announces the dreary moments One by one, … Continue reading Bowing Down
People rarely find their real voice when it really matters! The protests of the moment are of retrospective thoughts and judgements thereafter. Complicit or not, the muddled times and heady ideas seem to be more alluring; sometimes, the vacuous feeling of being left behind is also a stimulating factor. Time is perceived to be a nemesis, the obnoxious judge, and it becomes essential to join … Continue reading The Purpose of Purposelessness
The reality has been recalled Its fate is unknown; may be in peril Vainglorious ones have bluffed While speaking about the intentions Looking elsewhere to distract While the feet trampled the roots Definitions, theories, and experiments Pile of numbers once meant something Infinity is not good enough Perpetual trepidations and conflicts Oozes out of the fractious minds Lame chicanery for forced success Even numbers are … Continue reading Revoked Reality
Sometimes time is like an emollient Sometimes it is like a furious knife The places are blotchy from harsh lights Weather is not fair either; clingy mess Curious, jealous, and highly corrosive One has to endure that too Heart feels like a guilty tenant Not able to pay the rent with feelings That can ameliorate some of the pain Life feels stuck like a crude … Continue reading Of being Stuck Somewhere
The withdrawing sources, the dead arteries Lifeless- the stranded winds chatter helplessly Perspiring foreheads wipe off the destiny Life’s sudden bend towards an unknown existence Dissipating energies; wasted in arguments This sudden halt leads to an uncanny future So sure, so bold, so arrogant, so sure of everything Challenging the world, even the existence of life Seeds of rage now devour the vibrancy Smudged colours- … Continue reading The Dry Phase
Licentious silence; irresolute words wave through these phases Sometimes, never anxious, the uncomfortable calm troubles the garrulous Anticipating the over-anxious tongue to slur through the speeches Asking man to bear the troubles ignited by the unthoughtful elements Tested by the choleric world- an unsettled being choosing many characters Durable chaos, an antithesis to the sublime dreams that are now forgotten folklore Avaricious time, tyrant hearts, … Continue reading Silenced Silence
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 