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
You lavishly impose your idiosyncracies Would you ever consider the dreams you had? The way you look at me makes me invisible Your voice sounds entirely different now Have you transformed your intonations? A slight change exaggerates the modifications At the onset, the stories were more desirable Understandings have been stretched painfully How confidently you altered your accents The aslant sarcasm weighs heavily on life … Continue reading When It Deviates
There is a kind of boredom with a shrinking space, where the boundaries seem to be half-heartedly etched out to arrest the inhabitant and only allow trespassers. I believe we only tend to ignore life and the identity that we are born with because we necessarily engage with the correspondences of confusion. The idea of dissatisfaction comes from heaps of expectations that are seeded in … Continue reading A Shrinking Feeling
If the characters are not ready before the curtain is raised They are seen communicating in wild gestures, the last-minute reminder Of the dialogues and positions, one has to take Some of the poseur’s fill-up the gaps to create a distraction What if the curtains were raised a little later Everything would have seemed different The stage will witness the transformation Various stages of a … Continue reading On the Stage
There is a predicament- when I think and take too long to speak, the essential time says, “goodbye” When I hurriedly pick up those bits and pieces of opinions and create a hasty narrative, it stays Even it is for a while, the ears are comfortable listening to something familiar Feeding the communications with deficient logic has been the mainstay for a while How they … Continue reading Time is not Right
Letters are difficult to find nowadays When everything was poured into those words They were not authors or poets Only simple words in cursive held hands Entrusted with delivering the most intimate speeches They meant so much to the reader The eyes would reflect on the sentences Sometimes, more than once, even for a lifetime Will be kept away as precious jewels in a handmade … Continue reading Letters
While severing the ties with better things with life, there is also the urgency to cure them with a fierce bitter medicine. It is not about Alchemy, but the foolish concoction of therapies devised from the sinister desire to determine the most potent philosophies to be terminally ill. The said drugs are administered to control the pure energies of thoughts, which, at an initial stage … Continue reading What we Determine
Some voices are true Speaks fluently of life, full of positivity Reflecting the inner light Of courage that erases the grey From the other side of unspoken sentiments There are new realizations Maybe, the long pauses are meaningful To translate the tranquil Voice vibrant says, “Time to rejoice” Crafts the most beautiful conversations From near or afar Time is inessential Moments shine like cosmic stars … Continue reading Voices Different
The judgements can be alienated, ostracised, and inhumed They pierce the conscience- the good, bad, and ugly Traces everywhere; the naked eyes cannot see, but the heart feels Judgements become a constant phantasm Unnecessary? Ok, let’s sift through them; the human ones can be inhumane What about the truth that is denied a hearing? Circumstances become curiously shaped cauldrons- but the magic is gone Saying … Continue reading Judgement is Inevitable
When thoughts have a certain flavour And it is unagreeable to the fine tongue, it becomes difficult speaking them with flair; for those who wish to hear it may disappear. Leaving you with those thoughts, unsavoury, but you have to deal with the effects; the unconvincing taste lingers irritatingly. Once, the truth appeared distant and snobbish; the type of sentiment surrounding it proved to be … Continue reading Such Thoughts become a Burden
Amitav Chowdhury 