Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams
Correspondences at night have more clarity As the crowds disperse There is a kind of transparency when masks fall off The discomfort eases a little Little scope to fool around with the darkness Persuasively pulls the real character out Glorified struggles take shelter somewhere Leaving the character bare- unnecessary liabilities So many feelings escape the commotion A cumbersome day misdirects the soul Night returns every … Continue reading When Darkness Has Clarity
From afar, the nearest things appear to transform Eyes their natural inclinations at a patient moment Without the desire to look any further Once being away from it all seems to be enough Knowing about the reality from a different perspective Their shadows whisper the real desires While the mind crawls along the path Not trying to take the same route, but a detour This … Continue reading Distant
Puzzles of million pieces A wanderlust in pursuit of meaning Pure reason to find that purpose Only silence between the spaces Reveal the clues in a timely rhythm ~Amitav Continue reading Puzzles
Not a pinch of remorse over the death of metaphors They are buried and forgotten somewhere in the past In an unknown land where they once flourished Given a new meaning with the venerable ink Those who spoke frankly of the feelings- happiness and sorrows When souls ran deeper into the heart of life Looking for meaning in triumph and misfortunes Return every day to … Continue reading Death of Metaphors
Some moments are remembered in the epics, repeatedly We can only understand their fragments from recitations Different voices, rhythm, and the spirits of those passages It is not about mistrust, but the interpretations are different Sometimes elaborate, others believe in brevity, while some are cryptic Narrated in nebulous moments, while others, in daring light Breezy readings, as if the entire epic reveals itself easily Most … Continue reading Some Moments of Unrest
The perceived minuscule thoughts crawl across the vast existence through continuously transforming reality. They are composed of eternal ideas, as well as, those absorbed along the interstellar travels. This planet cloaked with another consciousness, full of pure energy, is considered a mysterious metaphysical reality; maybe, they do not have much scope of being discussed as it can lead to a fracas over a philosophy that … Continue reading Perceptions and More
How many impressions can the imaginations accommodate Some forceful indentations, others, not so, but necessary acquisitions Not mere criticisms or seen through the fancy prisms Not quite contemporary either, but it tries to maintain a balance Between the contemporary and predecessors- creativity flows from eternity Anyone can surrender, willingly or unwillingly; always a choice To attain the finer strokes one has to blemish many white … Continue reading Impressions
Dig as much you dare to stand in the sunken place It’s a lonely excavation, for there are no real treasures Like gold and precious stones, but a lot of unexplored knowledge No curious onlookers around thronging the site A solitary effort to grasp what lies beneath; within layers Forget about any eager hand to provide some help The deeper the introspection, lonelier becomes the … Continue reading Unearth
When something becomes truth because it is conveniently comparable and the entire idea can be suitably placed with other ideas. The puzzling theory is that the pattern of truth should replicate the perception, acceptance, and feasibility; at times, their correspondence with the community, the acceptable language is also a criterion to choose them. Often, there are sketchy ideas of truths; from the observed, absorbed, and … Continue reading What could the Truth be?
Amitav Chowdhury 