On the deserted land, barren and shamed, hoping for the return of pulsation Ears on the ground sometimes, looking East, days collapse on the West’s tired cradle Hopeful of the night, fewer stars, a confused and tired soul wishes a clearer sky Dense consciousness, lonelier stillness, closed eyes and prayers in the heart Waiting to reconnect, retrace the paths forgotten over time, historical blunders Passages … Continue reading Pitter-patter
Withstanding the ultimate dissolute ways, the senses taken over by the absurdities In half seen world, the complete interpretations, the perceptions, stand out like silly jokes Entertainment of an awkward type, even the pen pauses here, briefly reminiscing the trivialities Rare indulgence in free thoughts, still out there, untamed, the minds won’t race ahead of time Agglomerated thoughts, the debased ideologies and conflicts that burn … Continue reading The Absurd Struggle
Daunting dawn fiery as Hell, trembling particles swept away by furious winds Demure darkness swallowed by a vortex, dreams visited fiendish territories Deepening deception of time, torturing the soul with fiery rage Nude trees, evaporating waters, the bald Earth devoid of feelings Quarreling voices destabilize abodes, wilted will of defeated souls Sputtering and flickering candles, elongated shadows crawling across salty walls Sweltering warnings, refracted rage, … Continue reading Suffocating
Nought! Utter those words, feel those emotions, they’re purely yours, takes courage to spill them over Already too much turmoil, spaces encroached with trivialities, a trick to lure, away from reality Whence do you gather that courage, a timely intervention to escape the prolonged drought Lines and passages do not have a promised contract, literary journeys are lonely; face your own chaos Not the best … Continue reading Incentives
Probably the unheard stories of the soul will never make it to the real world Suppressed but defiant, the remain relevant, but ignored for the sake of vanity Stories that scream and enters your dreams, but dreaming is never an acceptable job Curtailed time for creativity, daydreaming is considered an errant life Punishment for the emotions, a consciousness that cannot endure the reality of inception … Continue reading Quiet Composition
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
There is nothing out there as entertaining anymore other than the typical crowd A great synchronized movement, inaudible cacophony that riles up the senses Lenses of vision are scratched and a blurry hope, the hype of artificial lightings to alter the mood Everything around is so hallucinating, mere presence without prescience, false euphoric moments Lonelier tiring days amongst the crowded spaces, as if fighting for … Continue reading The Chosen Loneliness
Why not relinquish the consciousness to the darkness, a burden, an unwilling heaviness amidst morning A sharp contradiction of brightness and dormant emotions, enjoying the gloomy moments Pushing back sleep, the healthy desires, the space to dream of beautiful moments, even if they cannot fructify Defying the odds of them revisiting me, again and again, I fail to shut the door on them, knowing they … Continue reading Reluctant Waking Up
Not thought of anymore, abandoned feelings murmur still Stirrings of an ethos from which this present entrapped me, into silence Forced me to promise a silence in this chaotic world; still I enter the faint space Feels heavy on my soul, many voices, their resonance pure, although everything has changed My silence has shadows on a moonless night, but I may never dream again At … Continue reading Early Pathos
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
Amitav Chowdhury 