While there is a fear of locks, they also keep away the intruders Also, the locks have a scornful expression and stare intimidatingly Locksmiths may know the tricks to overpower them and compel them to unlock Crooks learn the magic too; it’s their passion to manipulate them to submission It becomes a mechanical profession of disarming the locks Doors become irrelevant, the disdain vanishes, they … Continue reading While Being Away
If the intensity of this universe is conspired to be neutralized Its radiance being eclipsed deliberately and passion abhorred Why fear its ferocity when you face uncouth repercussions? No! Nature’s revolt is not filthy; it is the diatribe and its abuse There is a lurking fear that truth will overpower this existence Passionate love will energize the heart with a cosmic glow The vulgar embrace … Continue reading Feeble Intensity
Just carving is not enough How long can you go on creating something unimaginative? It becomes fragile in those hands Days are not enough, nights feel peeved of unnatural lights If only the eyes could focus and hands acquire that skill They slip away somewhere into the mysterious air Where desires are not in any relation Eyes glare at other creations in desperation Waiting to … Continue reading Not Enough
When nothing stirs and it feels the time has deserted the world Borders are blurred, eyes feel lazy to vision any fruitful dreams There are no more stories for now; the mind babbles still Speaking of new adventures with the birth of a sober morning This orb is not made of glass for it to be shattered by foolishness Mundane work anaesthetise the mind, one … Continue reading Of Nothing
Can you really capture reality and enslave it depending on the caprices Fight the reflection in the mirror, or, steal its identity for a masquerade Peel off the flaky reality, bundle and crush them into a ball of desperation Give names to already named feelings; as if, to spoil their reputation Push them into an oddly shaped bottle and shake them vigorously A cocktail of … Continue reading Odds With Reality
The chorus of discursive fragments pause little longer than expected Their unabashed lingering does not yield any powerful discourse Sifting among the strewn frustrate the eagerly seeking hands Only a handful of dust and crusts of incoherent meanings As if under a mysterious spell, the wayward wandering, fondness for veering off Yelling at the day won’t upset it, but the mind will feel agitated At … Continue reading The Dissonance
Convincingly sewed are the deep pockets of desperation Where clangour of thoughts unsettle peace of mind In an increasingly noisy world, everyone yearns to be heard Civility of intelligence is a rarity among hurried desires Staring at life partially; comprehending in entirety requires patience Pushed ahead with ambitions and urgency to accumulate Driven by complicity with mass consciousness Every little distortion is amplified, but skillfully … Continue reading In Desperation
Indecisions are winding roads In desperation one loses the way Seeking an abode in deserted lands Meanderings seem endless As a lost traveller without a compass Directions flare up haphazardly Life stares at you rather mockingly An endless journey is desperation A separation from tranquillity Tiredness sets within frazzled nerves Body unwillingly trudges along A journey of desperation Even time loses patience to heal Winding … Continue reading Desperation
Mostly, competitions are a display of desperation. ~Amitav Continue reading Desperate Times
Amitav Chowdhury 