Incidents

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

The Night’s Wishes

Night wishes to be pardoned for the follies Difficult eulogising it as the moon wanes Keeping sleep away, and lovely dreams too Secrets won’t be revealed by the busy time Trying to decipher the confusion and settle Dimmed lights, arrival of gloomy thoughts There are no simple hymns to mollify life It feels vacant, even the echoes fade away Fear of vices creeping into this … Continue reading The Night’s Wishes

Sense of Unconscious Reality

The inability to mask the truth with credible lies can be exasperating and a sense of inadequacy creeps in. While natural light energises the senses, the surrounding discrepancies act as depressants. There are many solutions concocted through forceful human interventions; the ability to identify, split and alter the chemical nature of reality through regular dosages of experimental self-destruction. It does happen slowly, but the intensity … Continue reading Sense of Unconscious Reality

What to Settle For

It is a dilemma- whether to remain sleepless in a busy world Or, be drowned in a celestial sleep and disconnect from time’s torment The kind of desperation cannot be fathomed I cannot be in a conflicting duality; a reality split by erroneous calculations Abandon the soul and venture out to a wild chase of inferior dreams Contribute to the conspiracies woven around to prove … Continue reading What to Settle For

What There Is

Mostly that has been gnawed by the ignorance Dull images of barren branches Parched territories still breathe for existence Waiting for a miracle- apprehensions are real Time has been deserted due to the confusion Consciousness dangles precariously The ferocity of the intense wind blunts contours Ages have gone by without remorse There is only stifling narrowness and flailing echoes Scripted chaos turns into an eerie … Continue reading What There Is

What are the Chances

Are they really breathing or rehearsed replies to the prodding of time? It is not the fairy tales, but the real struggles that are contemplating a language Not fair that the restricted expressions often are breathing artificially Time is debatable, but the dilemma weighs more on the mind Truth is being replicated and forced to rehearse the contemporary deductions Their reduced effectiveness and incoherent explanations … Continue reading What are the Chances

Dull Narrative

How fascinating the day would have been if there were no untruths Dreams could have pursued the golden hues and chased eternity Time has pranked us into believing the entire narrative of subservience Our will imposed on nature too, and the yield lacks the aroma of the wild Inherent will has been altered by the malevolent instructions Compelled to believe in the limitations, weaknesses, and … Continue reading Dull Narrative

Some Moments of Unrest

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