How long have you known the present, when it’s fleeting nature takes it elsewhere Search through your memories, even at the backyards of abandoned time Honestly, the present is reduced to other particles, dwells in another dimension Yet you want to grasp it, but escapes magically like ethereal dust Wounding the consciousness around a fundamentally unstable reality is insanity Truth has a cultural tone, disguised … Continue reading What Really Exists
Wondering if I dwelled too long in scattered spaces where memories were in a disheveled state Unsettled conversations, trying to keep pace with stopped clocks Revisiting those places, uninvited, in a stupor, an unfulfilled desire luring me often I failed to differentiate between the altered memories, but faint hopes still tormented my dormant mind Here, in the present, I have the time to rethink, the … Continue reading Messing with Memories
You cannot dictate my dreams, my commitment to imagine beyond this reality forced on me Fail! But you have not evolved to accept your failures, like each soul tormented at the defeat, yet, rising again to bludgeon my dreams It’s a dysfunctional spectacle, enough said, what grotesque power can transform those souls into My love for my dreams, the soul I want to surrender to … Continue reading Failure
On settling down among silence, in the cradle of a silent valley Meandering paths are not easy journeying; feels dizzier while alone Only a lonely soul trying to listen, follow the principles of the universe Leaving behind the tutored paths, walking toward gates of horizon Frequently looking at the sky, now there are no more compulsions Freedom from the routine of laying low, looking down … Continue reading The Uncommon Journey
Cannot reduce the glowing sun Hold it in greedy hands Stare at it with lusty eyes Glower at the bright morning Whilst feeling gloomy within Alas! Feel helpless? Become aware of human frailty Glory and gratitude is truth Insignificant facade across the earth Cannot obliterate the truth Embrace eternity? The mirage of lies will vanish Myriad desires like shifting sands Erase all the untruths ~Amitav Continue reading Cannot Be
There are some forces, their efforts, to create a divide As you try to be closer to yourself, the more you are ridiculed As if you are inadequate… a failed protagonist and raconteur Encouraged to travel exactly in the opposite direction… wherever they may lead Trying to catch that ephemeral dream and turning into an undying passion As much being controlled by the predestined past … Continue reading The Divide
Once it started with a mild request It seemed impossible and a heart enquired in jest Loosening the bundle words- a wish tremulous Eager to spill the ink, without being emulous While sights gained the freedom to travel Wonder! There were many stories to unravel A simple hand learnt the cursive art All this while, the desire was in the heart One who dared to … Continue reading It Did Happen
While wandering alone, there’s no one to destroy the name It’s the daring soliloquies that either blame or praise the changing landscapes Sometimes dense, sometimes sparse, there is always some astonishment Of seeing the newness of the good and bad; there’s no vanity or hiding from fear Or, the urge to hide in some deep cavern constructed by the doubtful shadows Their overworked hands and … Continue reading While Wandering
There may not be an alternative pen to compose the secret feelings Sighing within like a forlorn lover; wishing to immerse in the sympathetic ink Echoes will be penned by the pen that glides assuredly across the page When listening isn’t happening anymore, writing comes to the rescue Sitting near the dull flames to ignite the tired soul from deep slumber Hoping, the memoir will … Continue reading Secret Feelings
When we stop walking we feel the road has come to an end A solace for the tired legs, but the heart is wilder and eyes curious to seek more Till one can reach the horizon and finally see where the Sun goes to rest It’s a test for the heart to rise above the pause and clear away the inner darkness Thirsty for more; … Continue reading Endless Road
Amitav Chowdhury 