Rarely the morning sound melodious at early hours Drowned in despised air, like a thick cloud of sinister age Who shall wake up to this reality and abandon sleep? Drowsy feelings wish to hold on to the ethereal time Only to transcend above the chaos to feel a real world Mindful of irksome darkness that is yet to go away Thinking of a day passing … Continue reading When Everything Wakes Up
There is only a fairly faint idea about freedom. When thoughts are incarcerated, it is difficult experiencing the reality of true freedom. -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading On Freedom
Darkness isn’t enough to hide the misdeeds anymore Light has become feebler, compromised… nothing is sacrosanct Touching the most intimate thoughts imprudently Hope has a harrowing definition… defeat is not appalling Befriending the enemies, chasing away the benevolent ones Nature’s become scarily silent in the morning Love has lost that passion… hearts flee because of comparisons Trying to cope with these unnatural changes Doubt has … Continue reading Ambiguity
Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams
It is not unknown that most precious ideas are still mystifying Only barely the consciousness touches the realm of life, an existential compromise Little ideas self-destruct after forming certain objects to fill the void Veiled storytelling- only to hide the scepticism that arises from uncertainties Every day it is a struggle to find new ways to manipulate the reality It is unsustainable, the core values … Continue reading Not Unknown
Sometimes windows are miserably placed Distractions steal solitude; alarmingly, time escapes From the day that has been borrowed Looking at the stoic life flowing indolently Probably the time is such- restrained melancholy Tired consciousness has a vague explanation It is frightening to feel the dullness on a bright day There is so much discord in the reflections All that the window has to offer, unfortunately … Continue reading Oddly Placed
It begins with a struggle, every day, it is a challenge Not to be smothered by the reflections and perceptions Mirrors unclean bears the torment of past Fretful thoughts are eager to occupy a drowsy mind Truth and lies, illusions and reality, hell and heaven Caught in-between- wobbly bridges won’t allow a safe passage Deep inside, there is a turmoil, feelings spill Into an emptiness- … Continue reading To Begin
It is a dilemma- whether to remain sleepless in a busy world Or, be drowned in a celestial sleep and disconnect from time’s torment The kind of desperation cannot be fathomed I cannot be in a conflicting duality; a reality split by erroneous calculations Abandon the soul and venture out to a wild chase of inferior dreams Contribute to the conspiracies woven around to prove … Continue reading What to Settle For
Unsettling calm stubbornly clings to reality Some mysterious stirrings are felt Unfathomable desires conspire against the day Ripples of uneasiness push away radiance A chase against an unwilling soul Cannot decide on light and darkness Sepia background changes the colour of life It hurts after trampling over despair Soundlessness is often mistranslated Sleep comes with rueful dreams ~Amitav Continue reading Uncalm
Does that darkness have a special glue to stick the dreams in a collage Only to be seen from a distance like the sparkling stars At the backdrop of a heavy background that seems to be mysterious Unfortunately, there are no steps that will take you up there Dreams give a distant pleasure to the eyes- like an ephemeral moment They exist, but cannot be … Continue reading Distant They Are-The Eyes Dream
Amitav Chowdhury 