Contradictions

Contributing to the contradictions in a carefree manner Ceaseless attempts to change the subject is a charade Conflating the other sentiments with this careless rhythm Call of ambiguity echoes the deep voice of the wild Coarseness in the air reverberates a continuous warning Condensed silence emboldens the contradictions even more Careless detours cannot take away the journeyer’s troubles ~Amitav Continue reading Contradictions

Trapped

Some gain notoriety by speaking the truth Coveted! There are fairy tales woven around it Almost touching the lusciousness in a dream Not being fair about the kind of convenience Distorting truth in a process of transformation The perpetual struggle to be good in their eyes Without spelling the entire truth Somewhere, stuck on a pendulous bridge The uncomfortable creepers hold the feet ~Amitav Continue reading Trapped

Can’t Blame the Reflections

There is no use despising the mirror for those reflections Pulling away the deceptions, but it’s not at fault Bitter sighs at the offensive intentions of the images They appear and disappear; a clumsy blend of characters Refuting the claims of misappropriation Unworthy reasons do not stand a chance against truth Disputing time, subservient thoughts, and disintegration Fate cannot be woken up from the evil … Continue reading Can’t Blame the Reflections

As They Cave In

Thoughts cave in; it’s futile to pull them back With taut muscles and wrecked brains Fragments of disillusioned emotions also surrender Once, only a flicker of a path was available Now the lights are dull; the temper of existence, tense The hope of crawling towards freedom with all might Something is not right in the fight for control Everything falls apart; they do and permeates … Continue reading As They Cave In

Mystery Unravels

Having wakened the uncanny stillness, the heart feels the tremor Every heart doth speak in murmurs and looks feverish in ashen demeanour Forgotten interpretations rise up like many serpentine births from obscurity Speak of them in fear, scream if the wild desires push the soul to speak of scarcity Careless joys never last; like walking on broken shells abandoned somewhere Almost gripped by the unseen … Continue reading Mystery Unravels

Much oft Experienced

How much grief is being poured in along the trodden ways  The tired feet, the filthy feet, walks along wearyingly on a piteous journey The worthless directions are vehemently denied by love; oft there are disagreements It is about what has been heard and by whom they were narrated Where gladness has always meant distressing the lovely dreams and reading their lengthy lamentations Foolish fearlessness … Continue reading Much oft Experienced