Restless

Tired warriors try to conquer everything Warring over the imaginary possessions Created and destroyed, a stuggle against survival Will to exist through troubled passages There was always a better fate to find harmony Time vanquished by heartless spirits, when light dwindles Over so many dreams, of souls tirelessly waiting In darkness, for the light to be more kindhearted Woken up by barbaric advances, so many … Continue reading Restless

Seated Uncomfortably

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

There is Fear

Oh-so incredibly perplexing the order of the events Tired of rearranging them; they settle on their own On unsettled segments created by irregular lines When boundaries look like feverish insecurities Unfamiliar nights vehemently lure the restless soul There are no remedies for a trembling world Shrouded in the inscrutable mystery of incognito time Stillness of the watches bury the vibrancy of life Living through laboured … Continue reading There is Fear

Irruption

Disappeared in an instant There was no time for lamentations Arguing with the silence Short-lived tremors go deeper Settle down in haste Waiting for the arrival of a future Fraught with distorted dreams Meddling with the darkness Alert! Its sinister character Altered by the vulgar actions Like the fall of Icarus Dreams too suffer the fate Sky reflected across turbulence Shattered landscapes spill rage Fear … Continue reading Irruption

Inappropriate

Morning smeared with the unsettling images That the first light has to endure; a perversion Brought upon by the reflections through cracked prisms Wild guesses on the patience of time Cracks are visible on the trampled pathways Inconsistencies, and sustained injuries by the actions Tremors of dysfunctional thoughts At the prime of indecent era- belligerence, anarchy Violating the sanctity of a brilliant morning Visible absurdities … Continue reading Inappropriate

Why the Celebrations

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

Reflections of Isolated Thoughts

Everything is being pulled back with a taut wire; held in position and reflects a stifled look. Yes, suddenly all the objects have become us, sharing space, the woes, the desperation, broken dreams, setback, frustrations. How does it feel to stare at the objects, oppressed by their lifeless stare? There may be questions too, as some of our behavioural traits are embedded in them by … Continue reading Reflections of Isolated Thoughts

Stunning Imbalance

Silly defiance scrapes through every settled alternative Slipping further into a state of turmoil- harsh times ahead Stories nebulous, a decry… all truths have to be obliterated Signs of forgotten memories, missing ages, unclear narratives Stiffened hearts have to bear the burden of explicit lies Straddling across the undulating and rough paths is uneasy Stupefying ignorance- defies all the reasons from other ages Striking indifferences, … Continue reading Stunning Imbalance

On Arrival of Happiness

Happiness faces an uphill journey Touched by deeper shades Frayed edges are difficult pronunciations The word stays together clumsily During adverse times; dissociation in between The perfect tone is a rarity Fewer souls believe in the sanctity Seasons have never missed their arrival Even while life slows down Not yet there, but seen from a distance Dissimilarities are glaring A long long way, and tiresome … Continue reading On Arrival of Happiness