Hope is a temporary feeling, but persistently knocks the door It has its own reasons to mediate with the obdurate reality Tempers simmer… the days feel excruciatingly longer than they are Of shapes and distortions, objects and their rigid edges Painful manoeuvring through shrinking spaces- spiteful paths Opening them for anyone, without understanding their disguise Guile slithers through the pristine world of hope and love … Continue reading Hoping
How many escapes it would take to close the doors on all the escape routes? Feeling like a prankster, who wishes to befuddle the truth by running away Many disguises and excuses, masks and sly speeches, are not enough The self-imposed wall waiting for those hands to puncture them for an escape Each of them unique portals to a dark land of delusion and defeat … Continue reading Escapes
Time forgets to reach out to the auspicious moments The idle reaches of those fictitious promises fail to impress There are barren stretches through which fiery paths run Treacherous deals fill the contemptible crucibles of gilded fame Tempers soar across the cluster of hungry abodes; it’s a shame Turning against the great odyssey, the tracks have been burnt Timorous lot raise their voice to intimidate … Continue reading Tempestuous Times
No one likes the preachy tone, Yet, the minds dither trying to solve the dilemma. Expect the conversations are not pushed further. Against the legitimate arguments; The stars may be aligned wrong, but foibles are unuttered, It becomes an unwritten agreement. The willingness to differ with those cosmic intersections, A feeling of overpowering the darkness world. Impose the diktats on the lit up minds, For … Continue reading The Arguments
How long can you stare at the stillness brought upon by gloominess? Sincerely holding on to the cynic who wants to believe the unbelievable All the images are solitary, if not being bound by surrounding reflections Blue sky responds with a wry smile at the ripples of life’s chaos Faces distorted over the gloomy canvas creased by the daily troubled accents The languages strain for … Continue reading Through The Course Untrue
Looking intensely at the sage light of eternity It’s not the poet’s eyes that runs the course today Clearly, the spirit did not enter unwillingly The dense savageness looks fatigued and defeated It is not about recalling the dreams during sleep Memories fade from the deepest layers of the mind Sometimes it feels like an unintentional push From the valley of false tranquillity towards a … Continue reading The Intense Light
The darkness does not decide or discriminate between fiends and friends It’s the men that doubt the intentions after many harrowing times with misplaced stories Why blame the weak sun and as the beautiful Moon is about to awaken? If the lies within are superior to the will of a man trying to stay away from them, the triumph and disaster is decided Allowances of … Continue reading Who Decides
A night is immolated in the morning pyre Ridiculed dreams were unable to rest through the night Suffering in silence; darkness prowled the landscape They sought refuge in the heart, but there was no escape Farcical day gathered an audience to applaud Dreams suffered the ignominy in silence Banshee’s call prepares them for an eventual fate ~Amitav Continue reading Sacrifice
The language of the eyes need not be obfuscated by million particles of dust Fragments of shattered realities that ne’er passed the test of trust Why slander the destruction that has been guarded by nefarious hands? Alarmed at the awakening of truth; too ferocious a force for them to face When days felt like darkness’s companion, for the nature of betrayal of light Thrown off … Continue reading For the Eyes
Broken lights and scattered emotions Both touch the dusty lands; fading time Display fate, being cradled in darkness Love disappears hurriedly, there’s mayhem In the lonely corridors; furrowed anger Written evidence of undesired foibles Love, misunderstood and used as a ploy Emphasised syllables are not in sync Broken sentiments echo unrhythmically The silenced spirit screams in a hollow Mournful waves threaten to wipe off life … Continue reading Inimical Time
