One never sleeps over the whiteness Mute feelings seem to quiver…strange moments Unfamiliar warmth fills the room, a new energy Daring to wander and imagine an alternate world A future may have been lying idle for so long Neither the dreams nor the silent contemplations yielded Here I was looking at the expected paleness Yet, dreaming of a brilliant path through the old passage Supreme … Continue reading Hope Is Alive
Frayed time looks pugnaciously over an extended gloominess Smudged smiles, furrows run deep across the eccentric actions of mankind Sways of time, indifferent weather and an impatient excitement runs deep Across scrambling feelings; even the little pauses jolt them out of a reverie For those who have pushed back and withdrawn from the incessant chaos Might have discovered another world of unlit passion with ancient … Continue reading When Paused
Philosophical days will appear again, that’s the prayer Today looks contemplative and evenly timed; a contrasting reflection Of the enduring chaos, the pain and confrontations of ideologies Didactic lectures from misinterpreted ideas changed everything erroneously Infantile fascinations, no effort can elevate the thoughts anymore Unclean time runs through the numerous channels deep in the earth There is a connection between complicated downfall and rushed changes … Continue reading Meaningful Meditation
The unexpected glare of a morning disperses the gloominess Life is easy with the simplicity and not much curiosity from passersby Keeping track of time feels immoral when life just wishes to pause Leisurely looking through the haze of humanity, not an infantile fantasy A search for some promising visions, if possible for the feeble consciousness My desires may be incoherent with the acceptable moralities … Continue reading Early Ruminations
Crawling back again, just in time to retrieve the words Again, silence has been therapeutic, collections of many emotions Only there had been faint realisation, now they are closer to my heart My mind entirely in the process of imagining new visions Steady tranquility defeated the raging storm; a conspiracy of life Drawing boundaries, like concentric patterns, closing in on a target Making the desires … Continue reading Rising Again
Time has paused and retired, so it feels from the unchangeable situations Every day the same illustrations, even the reflections fail the reality test The eyes must be looking at some emerging banter orchestrated by life Prime emotions are missing and precious conversations are misplaced Some are erased by time, others are struggling to prove their identity Thrust upon us the heavy objects with unkindest … Continue reading After It Paused
Children clutching the untruths most obediently A common scene through the passage of time Idle for a while, but life seems to spring uncontrollably It seems silly to believe that all the paths are trustworthy Vacant eyes absorb the melancholy, and smudged dreams with rough edges sully the white spaces For a while, just before the childhood says goodbye, there are other unjustified reasoning Man … Continue reading They Hold the Unfair Dreams
Bare branches will stare more meaningfully, when the leaves, like patterns in the mind, remind you of the forgotten notes. They will not return but fresh ones will emerge after the hostile cold is over. The soil must have been superficially embellished, but the decay enriches its soul. Some of them will be taken away to an unknown destination; wither away before releasing the secret … Continue reading Isolation
It is tiring to seek and bring back the forsaken moments Some journey cannot be planned while being true to yourself Time has transformed the soul, quite different from earlier reflections Unrecognizable to the forlorn eyes; now comfortable with the melancholy Breathing that familiar air, now only few breaths can survive This world has a consistency of a different nature of emotions Changes have unravelled … Continue reading Directions
Could have been a delightful morning If I could remember the pleasant dream Abruptly erased, for I failed to embrace them dearly All these worries rush in without my consent Time descends toward uninspiring and dark depths Where the brightest have to surrender Tiring pace of monotony and the monochrome days Early shadows across the new-born light Their fading brilliance is an ominous sign ~Amitav Continue reading Fading
