Why can’t I erase the frown from a melancholic day? Swaying from time to time, between unrelated dimensions Searching for some reason under the Fountain of thoughts Far away, some cataclysmic events occurred in a parallel reality Some effects of ancient events still under the mysterious layers Thwarted dreams revisit life- warning in a cryptic language Rich blossoms amidst the gloomy nature is a contradiction … Continue reading Some Effects Are Inevitable
You have woven the lies masterfully to enervate the environment Without being distressed over rapidly eroding trust from the soil Roots are losing the instinct to go deeper and find their strongest region A willful surrender, too often struck down by the inimical stories Every day you have to quit… although, there is enough time to crawl Across rough terrains, on bruised knees, and pain … Continue reading Nothing But Surrender
They were not faint beliefs… persuasive and relentless Even chases your shadow at the dawn of faintest hour Bothersome, because they interfere with your dreams Stripping off the fine disguise of life and exposing lies Dreams as a child are more meaningful and beatific Adulthood brings its own woes and apprehensions Becoming irksome… the character still believes Those faint beliefs at the oddest hours of … Continue reading After Contemplations
That intense euphoria may not be what it seems to be Consisting of extreme sadness, exaggerated by a faulty reflection It becomes difficult visualising the entire canvas… the unreasonable fusion of colours Alone, it dawns with a gloomy truthfulness- the stark reality of grief Upending an entire life with a mere push of impulsiveness Everything that once had splendour is covered with an incoherent sheet … Continue reading The Unreasonable
Arcane meanings prepare the chapter of life A lot of mystery surrounds them… of naysayers’ efforts Weaving an alternative tale, a new vocabulary Chronicles that are invalidated by the other world Simply trying to narrate ambiguous stories to naive listeners Tales of suspicious heroism, the rise and fall of individuals Who can corroborate them… time erases consciousness What about those meanings, the signs, untold narratives … Continue reading Those Stories
There are some forces, their efforts, to create a divide As you try to be closer to yourself, the more you are ridiculed As if you are inadequate… a failed protagonist and raconteur Encouraged to travel exactly in the opposite direction… wherever they may lead Trying to catch that ephemeral dream and turning into an undying passion As much being controlled by the predestined past … Continue reading The Divide
How often the forever stories feel like a fantasy Touching upon the ephemeral, the changes feel ureal Unable to hold on to the past reality is a miserable feeling Each portion of the day disguises itself in a strange theme Simply walking into an experience is not enough Not all of them carry a similar kind of consciousness So many possibilities are like kaleidoscopic dreams … Continue reading The Fantasy
Night wishes to be pardoned for the follies Difficult eulogising it as the moon wanes Keeping sleep away, and lovely dreams too Secrets won’t be revealed by the busy time Trying to decipher the confusion and settle Dimmed lights, arrival of gloomy thoughts There are no simple hymns to mollify life It feels vacant, even the echoes fade away Fear of vices creeping into this … Continue reading The Night’s Wishes
Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams
Familiar voices speaking of unrecognizable emotions As if there is nothing more joyous than discussing these On being asked more, the voices fumble and become distant Uncaringly leading the way, also, asking everyone to follow Towards fallow lands, while earthless feelings vanish Noises everywhere, but there is little sense in everything Walked into a trap without realising the true sentiment At the will of an … Continue reading Where It Leads Us…
Amitav Chowdhury 