That which shines the brightest is distantBeyond mundane imaginationsWithout the fear of being misunderstoodPart of the collosal tide surging towards nothingnessAn enigmatic being in the eternal worldYet, the unmeasurable nothingness can eclipse itA faithful surrender to the cosmic will, unbeknownst to man-Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading The Stars-A Poem
Morning wakes me on a wintry morning At the last hours of darkness spilled Whispers of the universe with new messages For now, darkness will be dimmed Weak light conceived from the unknown reality Known to me, but distant and shines bright Fresh visage with roseate glow gives hope Warm embrace of silence assures the soul To be awakened in slumberous world My desires have … Continue reading On A Wintry Morning
The right is a tricky word! It takes consciousness, tolerance, patience, discipline, and character to think right and follow it up with the right actions.Do it right, after you know how to think right! -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading What’s Right?
Silence takes away the precious times with my unborn emotions Time takes birth in a new avatar and enshroud my words in an unknown spell Night and day trades places transforming the space into another dimension Slowly turning its sentiments towards the evolving and evasive reality When darkness has a special place for isolation as it blooms so passionately The soul that was baffled embraces … Continue reading Beyond Any Imagination-A New World
Brooding time bears the testimony of an uncanny world Devouring the precious moments even before they can run freely Like a fierce competition against another reality trying to merge Plucking the roots and leaving the earth fallow in troubled paradise None can see the end of time that like a serpent’s fangs are bifurcated Sometimes the night just whistles past the desolate houses Strange occurrences … Continue reading Brooding Time
Grappling with time and a world that blooms in an astral pattern Occasional dreams of the truth that bends the reality of this existence Minor jolts along the crisscrossing fault lines, like a giant palm showing the fate Mapping with the universe in the most dense night of trembling fear Dreams are replaced in the hysteria of a transforming reality, sleep is still a delusion … Continue reading Hysteria
In archaic tradition it flows deeper through you and into the oblivion You were carried before, at a different time, another destiny’s calling Cosmic spasms yield complex environment in the reflection of an eternal mirror Entanglement of primeval consciousness with the birth of pristine time No memory is effaced from the continuum, only a transformed reality Unfortunate to not keep all of them within, a … Continue reading Secret