“I tell you that as long as I can conceive something better than myself I cannot be easy unless I am striving to bring it into existence or clearing the way for it. That is the law of my life. That is the working within me of Life’s incessant aspiration to higher organization, wider, deeper, intenser self-consciousness, and clearer self-understanding. It was the supremacy of … Continue reading Shaw’s Reflections
There’s a gradual shift in the discourse, the pledge to disclose nothing that may unsettle the established status quo. As if, a sharp object either creates more serrated edges or aggressively blunts it, like a candle is extinguished Sharp flames of clarity burn down the prejudices, dulls the mediocre opinions of the opinionated Writing is doubtful, literature even vague, between cruces of a quantum transformation … Continue reading Misguided Flow
Eventide returning to the darkness again, another surrender, lonely soul sighs Time takes a pause before hiding the shadows; a quiet existence takes over Repetitive goodbye’s, tired soul reminisces the vanishing memories Darkness reverberates through the altered existence, a coexistence of reflections and contradictions Forced dreams are boring, better still, to stroll the deserted paths No hurried movements there, not even a whisper of influence … Continue reading Approaching Darkness-Another Journey
Ideologies separate us. Dreams and anguish bring us together. -Eugene Ionesco Continue reading Ideologies and Togetherness
Vision is the art of seeing things invisible. -Jonathan Swift Continue reading Vision
Utter hopelessness while trying to convince them, a witless crowd Riled up and antsy, devolution of ideologies, battling perceptions and personal demons There used to be a profound foundation once, the ability to stand independently and face the world Face the forces, the rattled waves of expletives from a giant space ruled by dark minds Listening to the forced narratives is like a continuous scream … Continue reading Stridency
Probably the unheard stories of the soul will never make it to the real world Suppressed but defiant, the remain relevant, but ignored for the sake of vanity Stories that scream and enters your dreams, but dreaming is never an acceptable job Curtailed time for creativity, daydreaming is considered an errant life Punishment for the emotions, a consciousness that cannot endure the reality of inception … Continue reading Quiet Composition
A disconcerting contradiction of finding comfort in chaos Absurd ambition! Without losing the centre, of the presence, the sense of being There is a chasm, a sinister void, threatened by the whirlwind, a directionless journey Missing the core essence of existence! Wishing the wild desires like wildfires threatening the landscape I don’t owe you an explanation where I seek comfort, the shore where my destination … Continue reading Comfort in Chaos
There is nothing out there as entertaining anymore other than the typical crowd A great synchronized movement, inaudible cacophony that riles up the senses Lenses of vision are scratched and a blurry hope, the hype of artificial lightings to alter the mood Everything around is so hallucinating, mere presence without prescience, false euphoric moments Lonelier tiring days amongst the crowded spaces, as if fighting for … Continue reading The Chosen Loneliness
The overemphasized and romanticized simplistic narratives sans the daring stressors of creative freedom, from a space of prismatic distress of artistic insanity is to produce some bizarre mundanity in the artistic world. Why can’t we have a sudden euphoria of dandelions romancing the wind? Without intimacy with the brokenness, the experiences and exploration of human consciousness, the use of emotions beyond what is available in … Continue reading Inspired to Write and Endure
Amitav Chowdhury 