Mere pawns between the collision of time, the constant side-effects, persistent lethargy Low-cost extravagance, the inferior, the magnified complexes on a highly reflective and reactive mirror There is no bonhomie, jealousy, the degrees of it, sets apart personalities- the inner demons reveal the aberrations Accepting the distortions of a truth loyally has had a long lasting impressions of vigorous contradictions Stubbing out the latent rage, … Continue reading Entropy
I am busy with the characteristics of being extremely laid back during a busy time Over-embellished designs to keep time, faltering at the original concepts of existentialism Just being there, peeking above the haze, even down there, the earth does not divulge much An ornate interface that displays reality, errs, the overemphasized concepts defy the truth Staring at a screen full of disinformation tickles the … Continue reading Atrophy
Eventide returning to the darkness again, another surrender, lonely soul sighs Time takes a pause before hiding the shadows; a quiet existence takes over Repetitive goodbye’s, tired soul reminisces the vanishing memories Darkness reverberates through the altered existence, a coexistence of reflections and contradictions Forced dreams are boring, better still, to stroll the deserted paths No hurried movements there, not even a whisper of influence … Continue reading Approaching Darkness-Another Journey
Crawling time develops thousands of feet, towards wilderness Thinking of arriving at freedom, from all pain and misbeliefs A lonely existence amongst a crowd infusing interpretations, meddling with the consciousness Illusions aren’t enough, contradictions are like the Lernean Hydra Slow progress of time through a tunnel misguided, without a beginning and end Coexistence with misappropriated truths boldly etched on a fragile surface Everything seems to … Continue reading Still, It’s Still not Enough
Night exploits the timorous light while the universe is busy surrendering As reality blends into a blinding cavern, to never appear again Tomorrow will be hidden like a secret message, yields it not to everyone, elusive Rarely its true nature evolves, before another darkness magically prepares a concoction Of rare lights, unfinished events and stories, souls yearning to decipher the undisclosed fate Reflections like apparitions … Continue reading Manipulative Darkness
Experiments with unsteady reality, in it but not without Exposed soul gets spasms, an oft repeated journey through some diabolical tunnel Primeval spirits still unawakened at this hour of vulnerability and grave insouciance Challenging each other to get entangled into a dystopian pattern Those who slow down or lack the passion to indulge in fornicate with untamed delusions Social pariahs, “aren’t their conditions mentioned in … Continue reading With Nothing On
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
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
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
Amitav Chowdhury 