Overpowering silence survived the chaos Feeble stirrings disguised their feelings before dawn Waking up lonely and empty while greeted by mundane mornings It was the wickedness of time that restricted any passage Emotions stopped reminiscing the missed opportunities Some paths never meet but come closer at a bend Different travellers determined to reach a destination Wary looks and hurried greetings are escape routes Delayed aches … Continue reading Delayed Love
Write when the creative juices flow, struck by a passionate creative angst to carve out our own stories, nurture them, praise them or put them on a pedestal, with ink, carving out their space, before presenting them to the world for some sincere scrutiny and sometimes harsh critiques. Writers write, stories and experiences accumulate, memories tickle the pen…everyone of them wants a tribute. -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading Why write?
Silence takes away the precious times with my unborn emotions Time takes birth in a new avatar and enshroud my words in an unknown spell Night and day trades places transforming the space into another dimension Slowly turning its sentiments towards the evolving and evasive reality When darkness has a special place for isolation as it blooms so passionately The soul that was baffled embraces … Continue reading Beyond Any Imagination-A New World
“Once upon a time…” Stories rarely begin this way now Memories fade Storytelling has transformed, losing it’s art, the passion, because time is fickle There aren’t any storytellers, the crowds gathered elsewhere Stories will live, somehow, may be in our soul Till it weighs us down Tired and bored, we may rest again, find the connection Stories will have soul once again A storyteller’s pride, … Continue reading Tell Me A Story
Not side-by-side anymore Drawing deeper parallels During the tumultuous nights Tired souls do not leave home Nurturing emotions are spent Discordant feelings in between The world becomes weaker Lack of pure consciousness Months entangled in time Unnaturally venomous intentions No more dreams for tired minds Struggling to find some sanity Togetherness is disintegrating Nights feel heavier and clumsy Numbness of the skin is petrifying ~Amitav Continue reading The Disharmonious Feel
Waiting for something, the eyes are wide open Slumberous souls entangled in a wily web of time For a few moments the first light looks pleasant Insurmountable losses flow like coarse grains of sand Adjusting to the new language, a kind of consolation Emotions jostle there, deep in the soul, repentantly Nothing more to gather around the grave ditches Faint borders, but steely resolve of … Continue reading Helplessness
It must have stung, but the skin has been unresponsive for a while Determining the emotions in the dark; a tiring work, disrupting the schedule Impatience has hastened the confrontations with a world upturned The shadows have been persistent, like the puppetry of unseen hands Dilemma is now an intense divide- two characters accusing the reflections Waking up to exist in a life that pulsates … Continue reading Divergence