It all starts with thy shadowsLittle unbalanced steps and curiosity It’s gestures were reassuring, sometimes felt like mockingDarkness has a mischievous sideKnowing yourself, that concept never occurred until time filtered the realityFinding oneself alone, there is enough time to think of a panoramic view Not everyone will be destined to write a biography A world that forgets the presence and identity of an isolated soulCalculating … Continue reading Learning to Know
How impatiently the contemplations have been, from untidy thoughts the feelings have rooted themselves Spoiling the paradise! The involution, across the vast desertification Intense heat and scorched times, volatile clocks wait watch over the impatient dreamers Dealing with fatalism, the unpardonable mistakes; a display of destruction like a celebration A tumultuous existence, an existential extravagance causing the early death of dreams Infirm roots easily uprooted, … Continue reading Impatience
A fragile day weighs heavily Distorted by the gusty winds Threatening clouds Lightning sparks nature’s debate Emptied streets ne’er complain Many sighs and frowns Even windows are stubborn Rapidly evolves a gloominess Violates the uneasy tranquillity Smudged dreams drip like paint An aged reality breathes uneasily Defaced spaces bathed overnight Tastes of repentance on the tired tongue Yet, struggles to confess The follies that have … Continue reading It Feels Heavy
People rarely find their real voice when it really matters! The protests of the moment are of retrospective thoughts and judgements thereafter. Complicit or not, the muddled times and heady ideas seem to be more alluring; sometimes, the vacuous feeling of being left behind is also a stimulating factor. Time is perceived to be a nemesis, the obnoxious judge, and it becomes essential to join … Continue reading The Purpose of Purposelessness
When the words fall off from the mind Only neglect, and heaped with offensive unrest Reverberations of an antithetical tone Hunger of the soul becomes stronger There is no chance of filling the void Underestimating before understanding There is a hurried mindset that races unsafely Critical, clinical, cynical, and controversial A compromise too fatal; one unable to fathom Entire being sobs acerbic tears Confidence, a … Continue reading Without the Words
Dream of stealing the drowsiness from a busy day Running away with them, without the soul’s permission Crimson anger weakens when lights are forced to dim Some unknown shadows nod to dictate their course Life runs away from the conscious valleys towards silly emptiness Excruciating quietness crushes the relevant words As the world seems awake, the confabulating weirdness steals Destinies may be etched, but drowsiness … Continue reading A Kind of Drowsiness
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
What drives them in droves towards the futile waves Where everything will be lost or dissolved in no time Some will sink deeper than the known abysses of a land Others may be hauled by the strong current to an unknown shore It started with a trickle of saltiness; now encrusted in its corrosiveness Deep down, the lost objects lose their desirousness It’s all gone … Continue reading They Disappear
There is no discord, but probably being ignored for a while upped the annoyance Who shall intervene for a reconciliation between the aggrieved day and brooding feelings? The day is flickering now; it’s time for a moist evening to absorb the melancholic sentiments Getting drenched is a desire if the clouds would be generous enough tonight Is it going to be another struggle to see … Continue reading Washed Away
Once you are absorbed by the crowd, you forget the yearning of solitude Cradled by the multitude, the thoughts go through a tumultuous time The intoxication of seeking approval by the myriad possibilities that are promised Frenzied delights the heart racing towards the masquerading euphoria Ineffable persuasions lead to the enormous dome full of masked realities It was unexpected for the soul to feel alone … Continue reading The Crowd
Amitav Chowdhury 