An unwavering trust on the fickleness of man Not time alone, but a lot of jostling with ideas Undisguised celebrations of mistaken identities Fidgety hands flipping the pages too soon Waiting to glance at the blunt and rude images Frank discussions traded with secret gossips A crude demonstration of intolerant coexistence Spaces marauded by a crowd; onlookers rejoice Models of insincerity standing on flimsy foundations … Continue reading Choosing Trust
Does that darkness have a special glue to stick the dreams in a collage Only to be seen from a distance like the sparkling stars At the backdrop of a heavy background that seems to be mysterious Unfortunately, there are no steps that will take you up there Dreams give a distant pleasure to the eyes- like an ephemeral moment They exist, but cannot be … Continue reading Distant They Are-The Eyes Dream
Our imaginations wish to believe in the beautiful manifestation of nature Dreamers, idlers, and innocent vagabonds always think of being there When communications fail and conscience dictates in a firm language Revolting time shuts down the consciousness too Another reality makes an appearance, but the mirrors are unable to reflect It can be a depressing revelation We are perpetually frozen in an antithetical dream All … Continue reading Unable to Determine
Impatience provides a momentary euphoria Rigours of silence when the world is talking in an indecipherable language Surprises of joy from an unknown source slipped between life and you Beguiled by the slippery path that journeys through insecurity The treasures of the soul forcefully taken away by masked brigands Once, they felt like eager hands of friendship; but, they became hostile Lamenting about the loss, … Continue reading Scattered
The tranquil decay, the thinly stretched patience and its frail pulsation Compulsions of not speaking convincingly for those clandestine concerns Unearthed from time to time- the fossils, artefacts, ancient woes of life Away from that time, but it inches towards this existence- eternity exists Universe’s spirit breathes through unfathomable epochs; reality is continuous Split into wisdom and travails of imposed reality; a persistent struggle Voices … Continue reading From the Struggle
How much grief is being poured in along the trodden ways The tired feet, the filthy feet, walks along wearyingly on a piteous journey The worthless directions are vehemently denied by love; oft there are disagreements It is about what has been heard and by whom they were narrated Where gladness has always meant distressing the lovely dreams and reading their lengthy lamentations Foolish fearlessness … Continue reading Much oft Experienced
Words that were born yesterday unable to face the harsh lights The constant glare, stare, is a scare for the unsteady and discontinuous Efficacious time probes them for being there at that moment When they should be nurtured with care before incoherence can destroy It is unfair for them to be sowed along superficial furrows Upon them, the persistence of life’s heavy thoughts are a … Continue reading Words Face the Scare
Breathing struggles to rhythm with the excesses of a hasty world Floating dreams have to descend to the summons of impatient voices Morning’s youth spent in the unnecessary errands Tender moments wilt before they can bloom in worry-free moments Spirit’s merriment curtailed by the hypnotic shrill of quagmire Moments frozen in the void chills the heart and shivers judgments Tears held back are settled in the … Continue reading Diminishing Moments and Hope
Vain selection of time to wait in patience to breed impatience What possesses a soul after the mysterious caress of the night Striving in silence to suppress the tranquility; it’s an orthodox moment So many unwanted thoughts crawl all over like slithering vines Caged by them, but now vanity speaks of a different passion Dreaming of giving an artificial splendour to the crumbly walls While … Continue reading Vanity
Some memories at odd hours come back again, knocking rather impatiently At the time when darkness is about to engulf the day which has been unsatisfactory Even some unwanted guests are here at the door; to seek an audience, or just disturb the silence with some banter In times of dilemma, no one wants to listen patiently or be there to share the burden of … Continue reading It’s Time
Amitav Chowdhury 