The world blinks, it’s momentary, even evades our consciousness Shadows slink and move towards an oblivious horizon Skipping a beat, the heart beckons the mind, a timid response from an hyperbolic instance Without realizing the shift in instincts from the overburdened reality Nothing is realistic, noting down some variety of deviance Rising degrees of conflicts, a perpetual delusion off the hazy landscape Feels unreal, but … Continue reading After the Shadows
Silence is maligned, typical of a world that fashions the daily clamour of a life spinning uncontrollably All about time, the finest manipulator, the magical nuisance of unseen characters, powerful in the dark, surrendered to the unenlightened world Suspicious crowds, with furtive glances, trust is designed and defined by convenient expectations, a ritual in dark spaces So, all the faces look blurry, none defined by … Continue reading Furtive Glances
On which side of reality I would be in I speculate on the truth of reflections from life Often the arrival of dreams are tied to time Nothing honest exist in the inexplicable illusions Razor-sharp gaze barely trouble the superficiality Untimely interventions perforate the moments I cannot hold on longer as I witness their escape Interwoven existence in the acquired realm Not enough space for … Continue reading Do I Choose Anymore
When I have stared longer, competing with the stubborn deliberation of the night The night sky becomes becomes more mysterious, even grumbling about the lone spectator I am not trying to pick out the flaws or elatedly appreciate the cryptic exchanges All that this, silence cares to embrace me in a non-judgmental way, turning me into a stoic Like altering my beliefs during the somber … Continue reading Deciphering Mysterious Nights
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
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…
Do not bow too close to the consciousness that reflects It becomes an odd posture and the eyes cannot determine the dilemma Like falling into another reality and drowning What happens to the other character who forced it on the contemplations It is like an unwilling surrender and aimless floating thereafter Being servile to the chaos that hid so well under the calm surface Some … Continue reading Too Close to Identify
It requires a self-determined mind to cultivate your thoughts, only that is your own, which is not affected by biases. When it is time to consolidate your thoughts, do not give on to the immense pressure of diluting the individuality with majoritarianism. It is foolishness to feel privileged in an environment that changes every millisecond. The particles which compose a thought are unique in that … Continue reading When Thoughts are Determined
If I were to speak of something unknown, would you try to stop me because it makes you nervous? It’s perhaps the usual feeling to be wary is such situations! That feeling of uneasiness paints a melancholic feature and the eyes become hauntingly gloomy. Looking at them is saddening, but there is no way I can walk back and change the course to return with … Continue reading The Freedom to not Listen
Amitav Chowdhury 