Tag: Freedom
Finding My Space
I had to fall over, the irresistible lure of a new beginning Could I call it a natural surrender? Enormous silence had been the stern guardian The slowness became bearable when I could unclutter my mind I gathered the courage to reclaim the spaces from a crowd of thoughts Hindering my thoughts; but a colossal leap into the unknown was inevitable Smudging the features so … Continue reading Finding My Space
Liberated
If liberation be found in the descent, in the cradle of an unknownFrom the precipice, looking at the horizon, reading the cryptic signsReflections bend, disappear, appear again to dazzle the mindNo hand would reach there, no daring souls eitherThis journey will be a safe embrace and then an eternal cradleWaiting for the skies to crack to reflect a world in anxious existenceEverything is reversed, time … Continue reading Liberated
My desires My Space
Sometimes sleep is disguised in mysterious waysEnters the space to despoil my desiresI am careless, they all lay here and thereSome inconvenient dreams are written thereNot some fancy notebooks, but loose white pagesThey are pure freedom, no blemishes of strict linesI decide the structures; of course, I choose the dwelling place for my emotionsFoundations may seem archaic, but they are solidWithout comparisons, the grow strong, … Continue reading My desires My Space
Where Imaginations Lead
Delicate scenes born from the tranquil emotions Travel as far as you can imagine, create new destinations Between you and the Universe, the precious conversations Guides life through the undulating journey of new visions It may be seen as a betrayal by the indignant world Self-indulgent, monotonously didactic in a stern tone Easier falling into the etched out patterns, a deeper trauma Carved into them … Continue reading Where Imaginations Lead
The Desired Space
Oeuvre of the undisguised heart, at moments of ecstasy Entirely unbridled, expresses the feelings in a joyous rhythm Thoughtless during the most busy times; careless glances at the day Taking the morning away, from the clutches of mundanity To the most safest place, where the wandering imaginations visit A sacred place, amidst a secret location, landscapes of profundity Verdant reflections, resonance of voices from another … Continue reading The Desired Space
Conflicting Spaces
Narrowest spaces may be the surprising passageways to escape One often wonders about the usual pathways, familiar with the feet Where the mind is spared the troublesome task of seeking a path Life in extended metaphors becomes a meandering read Lost somewhere, the fundamental knowledge, their interpretations Consciousness resembles a spider’s web, strung in a wily pattern A lot of noise, inaudible abuses get trapped; … Continue reading Conflicting Spaces
Dissociation
Let’s dissociate from everything and allow myself the freedom to idle the mind. I want to interpret the hypocrisy that I have been dealing with. To be honest, I cannot arrive at an original thought if I engage with the craftiness of boisterous surrounding. I can spare my feelings from the ignominy of accepting the lies that are delivered every day through various mediums. The … Continue reading Dissociation
Why the Criticisms
People abhor criticisms and people who have been thoughtfully criticizing (they are never addressed as critics, but unwanted judgemental people), pointing to a course correction for humanity; be it in educating more than the institutionalized lectures, to understand human feelings more compassionately, to communicate with people without partisan views, who can enhance your knowledge and vice versa. Remember, before any religion, politics and business, it … Continue reading Why the Criticisms
Reflections of Isolated Thoughts
Everything is being pulled back with a taut wire; held in position and reflects a stifled look. Yes, suddenly all the objects have become us, sharing space, the woes, the desperation, broken dreams, setback, frustrations. How does it feel to stare at the objects, oppressed by their lifeless stare? There may be questions too, as some of our behavioural traits are embedded in them by … Continue reading Reflections of Isolated Thoughts
Amitav Chowdhury 