Equilibrium; the light feels warm today, there is no inertia, fallen dreams wake up Flickering horizon, one isolated viewer with his back resting on a flaky wall Overstretched horizon looks like a spent comet, trails of time bygone Eras making a comeback, riding on new hopes, like a chariot from a mythical world Once upon a time wolfed down time by a black hole, finds … Continue reading Sanguine
The world blinks, it’s momentary, even evades our consciousness Shadows slink and move towards an oblivious horizon Skipping a beat, the heart beckons the mind, a timid response from an hyperbolic instance Without realizing the shift in instincts from the overburdened reality Nothing is realistic, noting down some variety of deviance Rising degrees of conflicts, a perpetual delusion off the hazy landscape Feels unreal, but … Continue reading After the Shadows
Esoteric beginnings like a blissful blossom, Consciousness bloomed, unimaginable calmness Paradisical radiance through the paradoxes of reality upon which life pulsates Somewhere the ambivalence created a pantheon, now, the forgotten primordial messages In the midst of a strong transformation, but unfortunately, the unfirm foundations crumble, the fragile reality exposed Naysayers predict the downfall, from a conflicting conservatism, of consciousness devoid of conscience An abode desecrated, … Continue reading Halcyon Days
It is not unknown that most precious ideas are still mystifying Only barely the consciousness touches the realm of life, an existential compromise Little ideas self-destruct after forming certain objects to fill the void Veiled storytelling- only to hide the scepticism that arises from uncertainties Every day it is a struggle to find new ways to manipulate the reality It is unsustainable, the core values … Continue reading Not Unknown
The individuality shines brighter amidst anachronistic expectations Rhapsodic dreams in wakeful moments with brilliant visions of life Definitions stare at failures and a strict dilemma of their proposed plans A world ecstatic about mediocrity- alienating the primordial sentiments What kind of dreams can transform into objects of disparity and chaos All that resides within cannot be purged out; this is anti-cathartic Standing alone, enveloped in … Continue reading The Individual Dreams
I wouldn’t let them rush in, as my heart cannot reason The proliferation of change threatens to ravage tranquility Only apathy towards the reckless manifestations It is dreadful standing near the crumbling precipice Chaos pushes hard, unsettles the foothold Emerges that space, uncomfortably whimsical about life No promises to the fearful one; only panic amidst cheer Lusty eyes and satanic intent carry forward the reality … Continue reading Resistance
Yesterday is overstaying and tomorrow isn’t over yet Now that is the odd predicament this present moment is in Yes, laughable that it remains creased always One who desires to iron out this can only hope so Not only this world but this microcosm is also compromised A pattern only scooped out of a defiant pattern Of being worried and fretting over the unfulfilled expectations … Continue reading The Indecision
How kindly you hold on to the cold As if your dear feelings are settled deep Gliding those words of comfort, but they freeze You try to warm them further Whatever you can gather from the scant weather Even the dwindling fire from your soul Just to save them from the harsh times It aches, it does; you hide it from the world You loathe … Continue reading What the Winter Holds
Gather the dreams to offer to an amiable night Awaken early in the day, for eyes can seek friendly shadows Has to be graceful and willing to speak cordially Much of life is hidden in the idle minutes of time Now is the time to rescue those dreams from fatigue Wait for the night like a lover yearns for a kiss Night with clarity and … Continue reading For the Night
Interthreading the frequent solitary feel Secrets meant for the blank pages to read One upon the other they rest and conceal Not yet fluent in articulating a heart’s deed Floating in turbid emotions waiting to heal Wishing a safe harbour in land of creed Raised head look at the sky with an appeal Convictions buoyed after despair atrophied Thoughts of that Spirit willing helps one … Continue reading The Secret Sojourn
Amitav Chowdhury 