None can prophesise about the night Or, about what darkness with it will bring Numbed senses do not feel any more Unaware, full of fear, walks directionless Humility is not reflected as a virtue Life’s synonyms are erroneous- appear disarrayed There are mighty claims about untruths Feeble souls speak in an uncouth decibel Problems treble amidst mindless existence Only fragments and absurd arguments Night freezes the … Continue reading Unclear Time
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
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
Mere reputation isn’t enough to fight the persistent weather Judgements make them threadbare- a multitude of opinions Carry enough malice with the overt expressions of familiarity Odds are that the genuine effort thwarted by a cathartic milieu Prevails agony along the way of the misfortune and apathy Trivial comments find their way to the conscience like snakes Disrepute thrust upon the pure sentiments… a weary … Continue reading It Falters
Who plays behind the masks, betrays the guesses Abundant reasons to convince the well-meaning heart Swabbing the patience away- exposing unfortunate truths Content with weeping and looking at life’s melancholic hues Shall be convinced, but the discontented feeling stays For whom shall you feel, listen, and care about the next day Only you will be there listening to a voice sane… it’s painful Those who … Continue reading What Plays Behind
The thoughts that are led across a difficult path Waiting for darkness to descend, for lights expose Those deeds of rapscallions to spin a sinister deal Wrapped in a suspiciously garish disguise of lies Handed down to propagate a dishonourable theory A curse that has sunk deeper and flows effortlessly Dragged along difficulties in rushed fascination A heart leaps out of reasons- a known betrayal … Continue reading Down That Difficult Path
Looking at it Without looking into it Satiating the consciousness Only superficially Deciding confidently Decoding surfaces Confident hubris Eye rolls Complicated stares Distorted languages Particles play truant Changed patterns Capsized reality There’s no time To look into it ~Amitav Continue reading There is No time
There is much more emphasis on lies to build a narrative Written in charcoal hues, the papers surrender to the deep smudges Bold claims along with wild promises form the letters in a convoluted pattern Expected to chant, memorise, and propagate them with passion Now, the tongue too has a darker shade of the language; their inflexion is also an indication The path they are … Continue reading The Emphasis
How many escapes it would take to close the doors on all the escape routes? Feeling like a prankster, who wishes to befuddle the truth by running away Many disguises and excuses, masks and sly speeches, are not enough The self-imposed wall waiting for those hands to puncture them for an escape Each of them unique portals to a dark land of delusion and defeat … Continue reading Escapes
Some gain notoriety by speaking the truth Coveted! There are fairy tales woven around it Almost touching the lusciousness in a dream Not being fair about the kind of convenience Distorting truth in a process of transformation The perpetual struggle to be good in their eyes Without spelling the entire truth Somewhere, stuck on a pendulous bridge The uncomfortable creepers hold the feet ~Amitav Continue reading Trapped
