No path to follow, it’s been way ahead, a journey guided by dreams There have been reflections all along, of all the changes from life arose In between the seasons, the pauses were barely noticeable by passersby An unawake world nudging the quaint spaces, upon which chaos prevails Of earlier creations, from the desires that have been eccentricities Wakeful hours dismantled, time gyrating in a … Continue reading The Wild Pace
A dramatic time is unfolding silently, but the world is scattered With premature opinions, pushing the diatribes into the sacred privacy Where life used to less pretentious, of more reasonable conversations Kind aspirations nurtured by the compassionate souls, till the last drop of patience Trying to sweeten the resentments of a highly unbearable world Of burgeoning opinions that are in relentless pursuit to crush any … Continue reading Unfolding Uneasiness
No one is bothered about the unfulfilled emotions Fades away, after flowing aimlessly across the cosmic chaos Knots of trivialities pattern the curtains over wide windows Dirt settles on them, the creases devoured by clothes moths The Sun has been not too kind over the years, fading life Much earlier than other worries could catch up with it Surrendering to the emerging voids that are … Continue reading Escaping
The world is still free to test those feelings Huddled in the darkness, escaped from trials Through many challenges and broken resolve Simply defeated by the crawling fear Sleep enters life with ominous signs Humiliated emotions suffer from weary conscience No time to mend relationships Any remorse settles in a grave pit Diminished rays take away the ability to dream Indigent soul stares at crumbling … Continue reading Uneasy Vision
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
Ink starts flowing in divergent ways Wrecking the emotions held within Complacent world absorbed the vileness A rehearsed dialogue feels unimpressive Ruins the art of communication Articulations lack the finesse- feelings perish Remain buried in the heart forever Fabricated wars plunder dreams of men Commanded to walk across hellfire Horrid moments settle down in ink Raring to describe the unholy events Truth remains unprovoked; an … Continue reading Turbulent
A fragile night collapses during the numbing silence Moments are erased from the memory Time slackens its hold over the submerged world Laboured breaths curse the slow progress of life Once it was a free world, now the emotions are confined Experimentation with the artificial truth Natural beings are eager to synthesise random patterns Ecstasy, untruths are delusional drugs Insincere remedies, unhealed souls, more suffering … Continue reading Still Exists
Simplicity brutally overthrows the haughtiness of demeaning ideas. They continue to ruin the better part of the thoughts, meddling with the mind, the most private of affairs. Claiming to be the most innocent visitor, they turn out to be destructive parasites. Insolent ideas are like barbs to impale the necessary words; it becomes a mission to malign the simplicity of emotions which have the potential … Continue reading Insensitive
Only if those obsessions with the relentless illusions would stop Always a grand falsehood, but nothing to hold them together Insanity of a habitual nature that shaped the sphere of chaos Of burden, fear, vengeance, illicit feelings, actions deplorable Before love can flourish, emotions can try searching for the souls Rushes in the evils of rogue sentiments approved by a sinister world Tender mornings feel … Continue reading Obsession
The revelry around the disharmonious reality No one minds their steps As more and more people join in or being pulled Looking to create a bunch of fortunes? The riddle becomes stranger Obsession with this chaos and wave of disaster Everyone arrives here with some dream Flattened and erased sooner Roaming around the world with self-doubts The children do not ask questions anymore ~Amitav Continue reading Why the Celebrations
Amitav Chowdhury 