Curdling clouds harbinger of some news of the ancient world From deep somewhere, the celestial womb’s cries eclipse this time Prologue written in cryptic language demands to be read One narrator who walks the worlds carrying some omen Speaks to me, to you! Can you listen in this noise of despair? Raven black holds the future climates deep in its fold Barren houses lulled by … Continue reading Some Omen
Strident thoughts let loose Caught in a rigmarole in a congested mind Eyes scream, and lungs can expand no more Erratic beats dream of another rhythm Nothing exotic like the natural one Yet, extravagant in their throes Cellular upheaval and distress calls Deafens the poor ears Out of sync flow goes berserk Winding across torturous paths Liberated in a counterproductive way ~Amitav Continue reading Ways
Feelings die amidst profanities Those buds yearn to blossom Dreams cocooned in desires Winds of change being playful Bending stems strain the roots Stripping the heart of fantasies Hope seems a lingering illusion Buds will fade tomorrow Summer will erase their name Neither petals nor aroma Deflated days sing soulfully Sea of sentiments is shallow Horizon ignore the drift Fading light brings new hope ~Amitav Continue reading Feelings and Hope
An effort to engage Complicity with a disarrayed mind The body is uncontrollable Panicking to rush Towards negative passions, to forget the woes Running through avenues of decadence Worn out, but insatiable It’s a parallel existence Away from consciousness and soul A vacuous apparition It’s a fight for negative supremacy© Continue reading Unreasonable Existence
Heart becomes weary When love becomes a fantasy An imagination born out of deception The heart sways between tow worlds- Chastising the truth and encouraging the lies Such moments of euphoric gratification The world shrinks and becomes an island Surrounded by the strong flowing desires Wrenching the heart of true love, slowly Finally, the heart is weaned away forever On the island of despair Marooned … Continue reading Heart Becomes Weary
When you enter the phase of last bargain No real arguments to share When senses become useless there are no options Standing at the final throes after, battling despair Without any attempt to find truth or choose the right avenues Wrapped in layers of fabrications An aspiration to master creation to alter the course Live beyond time to fulfill desires such dreams never realized Only … Continue reading Final Deliverance
Every day, unmindfully filling the vessel Gathering what seems right for the soul Few things needless and fill the space with woes Where we tread determines what we gather Gathering negativity will scar the vessel walls Making it weak and vulnerable to cracks For positive things may seep out quietly to escape The vessel, filled with undesirable things Transforms into a useless piece of artifact … Continue reading The Vessel
When the minds are eager But the hearts are hesitant When the souls are distant Yet the desires are genuine Trying to stop feelings flow Like a candle in the wind Flickering flame trying to burn Slowly, starting to melt away All feelings and desires of heart With time, the fire will extinguish Remains of flowing feelings Now lay in heaps of sorrow No feelings … Continue reading Obscure Feelings
The eyes looked vacant Devoid of any expression They could see the world In monochrome Reflecting the world within Sometimes deluged With the waves of discontent Yet, leaving the soul parched The screams of despair Never reached anyone None understood the vacant stares © Continue reading A Vacant World
We are cramped for space Jostling to wade through the crowd The Universe embraces all Yet, we are complaining Striving for more space Distance between hearts, an abyss We cannot bridge the gap Fine fissures have become fault lines In creating a parallel world We have defied the fine balance Maybe our perspectives are askew © Continue reading For Space
Amitav Chowdhury 