Being Mislead

The mind develops a swagger Thinks about the jokes it can unleash Out on the streets of consciousness There will be spectators Lots of clapping and enthusiasm too Obstinate breath stifles the air A serenity street becomes a market Those in uniforms keep a watch Others look mismatched as their thoughts Too much of delusional confidence Everyone lured to this attendance Loose talk and curses … Continue reading Being Mislead

Empty Shore

Everyone abandons the shores in buoyant anticipation The flow seems to have gained a favourable nature It is not contemporary ambivalence, but a current frenzy Shaped by the modernity of those times; it continues Calculations give that immense confidence to surrender Not the waves of forethought, but a vague estimation Also, the boredom of staying in the cocoon of tranquillity Some unseen hands push life … Continue reading Empty Shore

From Time to Time

Time can be the safest refuge Time can be the biggest excuse Those magicians give it a twist Make them unfamiliar Make them distant Behind the subterfuge of time There are uncanny influences Lights of rarer shades Semi-darkness is influential Creepy hands rotate time Stories are written at night Deliberate plots and characters Faces vanish, but reflections stay Freakish dialogues about time Create some lethal … Continue reading From Time to Time

What we Determine

While severing the ties with better things with life, there is also the urgency to cure them with a fierce bitter medicine. It is not about Alchemy, but the foolish concoction of therapies devised from the sinister desire to determine the most potent philosophies to be terminally ill. The said drugs are administered to control the pure energies of thoughts, which, at an initial stage … Continue reading What we Determine

The Desired Reality

If not the reality we desire, what really we dream of in the obliquely placed world. Debating the real against your reality, eyes reflect on the perplexing patterns. Dealing with a hyperlogical situation, reasons dilute unceremoniously. One can feel in the awry reflections; meaningless arguments and equations. Space is distanced from reality, lives more in the concept of an unreal destiny. ~Amitav Continue reading The Desired Reality

Forgetting Troubles

Pummeled by delusional imaginations A world wakes up in the confines of a disturbing secret Nothing feels new and freshness has a mildewy feel Flattened senses can only feel so much Feeble pulses of the being wake up with rage Coming closer to the feeling of an oppressed life A violent lie lives through the raging veins Punishing the punished- fighting demons with demons Preachy … Continue reading Forgetting Troubles

Tempestuous Times

Time forgets to reach out to the auspicious moments The idle reaches of those fictitious promises fail to impress There are barren stretches through which fiery paths run Treacherous deals fill the contemptible crucibles of gilded fame Tempers soar across the cluster of hungry abodes; it’s a shame Turning against the great odyssey, the tracks have been burnt Timorous lot raise their voice to intimidate … Continue reading Tempestuous Times

The Boy

The boy could only stand between the light source to cast a feeble shadow on the ground. His silence was perceived to be his weakness, and his slender structure was inappropriate for the chaotic world. A world that plunges into a dangerous phase of conflicts that swallow the bravest. His eyes swallow the dangerous images in a stoic manner. Benumbed by the repeated lashes of … Continue reading The Boy