Still, It’s Still not Enough

Crawling time develops thousands of feet, towards wilderness Thinking of arriving at freedom, from all pain and misbeliefs A lonely existence amongst a crowd infusing interpretations, meddling with the consciousness Illusions aren’t enough, contradictions are like the Lernean Hydra  Slow progress of time through a tunnel misguided, without a beginning and end Coexistence with misappropriated truths boldly etched on a fragile surface Everything seems to … Continue reading Still, It’s Still not Enough

Receding- A Poem

Time recedes, shadow diminishes, lights fickle, I am satisfied when there’s fewer interference Becoming less involved in mere interpretations and interactions; I like the pause, where all the moving images slow down, some grainy memories vanish too Life is less definable, I do not even know the keywords anymore; I do not fill in the lengthy blanks with abbreviated emotions I cannot explain anymore, but … Continue reading Receding- A Poem

Intense Conflict

It was just yesterday, born from my imagination, a convenient one, snatched from a tomorrow; my greedy mind desired a grand reality. Even after repeated disintegration, the little particles had portions of soul, still breathing and struggling to survive the relentless battering by an artificial nature. If that’s what reality comprised of, the chances of being mislead towards a disheartening way of existence is evident. … Continue reading Intense Conflict

Vanishing Silence

No one is attracted to the silence Honouring it cannot be expected here Grace exists only in the words? Primordial feelings breathe no more There is a danger of time slipping away Into a timeless reality Counting time is a futile effort Eyes bound by the obedient reality Believing any untruths being mirrored Suffocated by the mighty crowd Trying to decipher the reflections A world … Continue reading Vanishing Silence

Failing to Rearrange

‘Twas the disarranged thoughts unwillingly present Assigned to delve into them, but days feel toilsome Clings to the peripheries… prophecies of a future Overthinking promises a solution- fabricated thoughts Constant friction does not smooth the journey Overt promises fall apart… surrendered too much Wise words appear to be fake; mysterious ways Expectations become ominous during forceful times ~Amitav Continue reading Failing to Rearrange

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