Skillless-A Poem

I’m skillless while trying to elaborate the ordinaryFind less exciting drawing the usual reflectionsOf an excessively adorned mundanity that life isStoring the emotions in some forgotten dark spacesLearning the foibles of love that cannot endure the comparisonsEulogizing the empty sympathy with tedious speechesDressed by time, the garish overtures of striking the age into perspectiveFrom the persistent emptiness and fragile emotions, a craving for the unreal Being … Continue reading Skillless-A Poem

Directions

It is tiring to seek and bring back the forsaken moments Some journey cannot be planned while being true to yourself Time has transformed the soul, quite different from earlier reflections Unrecognizable to the forlorn eyes; now comfortable with the melancholy Breathing that familiar air, now only few breaths can survive This world has a consistency of a different nature of emotions Changes have unravelled … Continue reading Directions

Withered Spaces

Folded spaces, the feelings abbreviated and laid down to sleep Yes, there is silence now, for a brief moment it feels peaceful Slowly there is a hint of remorse from the cavernous world Solitary soul trying to straighten the ravaged moments Unfamiliar grounds, the uncaring touch like an ominous shadow Slumped emotions, still there, between reality and illusion First signs of decay; the glorious days … Continue reading Withered Spaces

Diversion

Nothing will change if there is a propensity to exploit the situation to disadvantage a gullible majority, who also believe, they do not have a chance beyond that existence. There is a silent resignation but also dreams of fighting systemic wrongs; a dichotomous situation. Life becomes a constant struggle with the self. Perhaps, the entire nature of life becomes a distorted reflection due to the … Continue reading Diversion

Why the Celebrations

The revelry around the disharmonious reality No one minds their steps As more and more people join in or being pulled Looking to create a bunch of fortunes? The riddle becomes stranger Obsession with this chaos and wave of disaster Everyone arrives here with some dream Flattened and erased sooner Roaming around the world with self-doubts The children do not ask questions anymore ~Amitav Continue reading Why the Celebrations

The Bold Choices

How endearingly you unsettle the tranquillity Chide silence, and compel it to murmur fear Exploit the emotions unerringly; remorselessly Expressing the fatal contradictions convincingly Precious feelings become ordinary in the turmoil Perverse light affects the pure morning emotions Once insignificant, the errors become menacing The ostentatious display of arrogance is sinful Time shapes into a dagger and kills the dreams Frail remaining hope lost in … Continue reading The Bold Choices

Not In Rhythm Anymore

Those who walk along not to support, but create barriers Listen to the most important desires, decode them in a convenient way Their privilege to interpret in an unfair manner, in inadequate language Appearing and disappearing as conveniently possible Implausible meanings added like uncomfortable appendages Describing changes that will be interfering with daily dreams Partisan thoughts seeded generously- a dishonourable act Unable to prove to … Continue reading Not In Rhythm Anymore

Challenged and Channelled

Fascinated by the toxic air, breathe in satisfyingly The suffering within, the entire world within will be clouded Entrapping a pernicious fate with distorted time Everyone feels confident about the misadventures…  feels triumphant A satanic evocation, rituals of a tormenting kind Inventions that have contaminated throughout uprisings Few are there to contradict, stand up for the truth, the banal progression Exhausting minds, altering reality and … Continue reading Challenged and Channelled