That strong urge to be invisible and imagine that you are invincible, even if the darkness looks menacing Waiting to be transported to another realm, where time doesn’t flinch and I can find the magical door No one following my footsteps or even desiring to understand me; it’s a world of aberrant contradictions I decided to choose my path, another trajectory where time circumnavigates the … Continue reading Wish To Be Invisible
Time cannot be translated, but the words can speak of the philosophy The relevance of the pages are weighed by the gravity of those sentiments It is not fate, but closer to the experiences that time can initiate any moment Always relevant- sometimes praiseworthy, while most of the time reproached Figurative djinns perhaps are repeating the magical words across the world Sometimes, the current of … Continue reading Time Cannot
The ghostly hours sneak into the mind to fool around with thoughts, It reminds the heart of all the memories that were forgotten but not lost; They must have been somewhere in the scheme to unnerve the plot. The soul must be engaged with the ephemeral chaos around a glowing orb- These vanishing hours invoke the unpleasantness of impious powers. Languid reveries are breathed … Continue reading The Orb in a Vacuum
Eyes eagerly seeking through an interstice, much overjoyed Without the distracting lights, the images emerge from the verge of darkness Like a childish wonder, the eyes roam around in a mystical world No one holds my hand; there are no predators here Only pure silence and anticipation of emergent illumination The world feels synchronous, the heart feels vibrant and soul elated About the approaching newness … Continue reading Eager Eyes
The undulating horizon is ready to fold itself Settle between the approaching darkness and taper off like the flame of a magic lamp Streaks of otherworldly light add some mysterious glow to eventide There could be the celestial eyes peeping through the intricately designed calligraphic signs Eyes try deciphering the ancient texts that appear just before the day is about to retire At this hour of … Continue reading The Fading Horizon
Don’t spoil the fine weather with leaden thoughts When you seek tomorrow with much hope for another opportunity Nurture the seedlings with your tears; let them flow, for it is of happiness Even the stars shine brighter and sprinkle some celestial enthusiasm Wait for dawn, they will face the sun gleefully; see their ecstatic movements As dreams become reality, through the magical moment of fresh … Continue reading Wait, the World Awakes
The rhythm wasn’t composed by the savant Some nocturnal churnings handed over those tunes through gremlins Strolling down the ancient cobbled pavements, keeping an eye on sleepless souls There’s certainly some magic in the air Not one that is imagined by the purist magician, but of some devious wizard Tap, tap, tap, comes strolling the words for the epitaph Of fallen dreams and jealous pursuits … Continue reading The Deeds
Age itself cannot escape aging; feeble and incoherent with change Changes tide over it without mercy while many shores are washed away Ideas are hurriedly huddled in oddly shaped archipelago A new age has different expectations, for life will course towards these islands Like powerful magnets of the earth, they have a magical charm on them Is it naive that a sudden surge of energy … Continue reading Age
A reticent evening has been quiet for too long Had enough of the city temperament and bustling crowd There isn’t any affection for the artificial noise Turning away from the scene and melting away into twilight Distant horizon embraces the silence to create magic It’s only desirable to wait for the night’s ethereal incarnation ~Amitav Continue reading The Retreat
Demure lights playing hide-and-seek, quietly enjoying the moment Ticklish birds preen lazily before flying away towards night’s abode Sprinkled golden glitters cheekily prance around the subtle ripples Tantalising sky emulate the Sun’s magical expressions across the horizon A river of emotions of cosmic world is visible at this confluence Waiting for dusk to settle down for a brief pause before night arrives It’s an experience narrated by … Continue reading Light Saga
Amitav Chowdhury 