Tinged with poignant hues, rippled horizon from night’s lamentations Dulled crimson looks odd on a morning canvas, dreams are barometers of human loneliness Yesterday has a significant influence, whereas, the present looks bewildered In between, a lone man tries to train his eyes to look beyond Thinking,”this too will be washed away”, may be needs another fierce downpour It may either make the world look … Continue reading Dreams after Waking up
Caressing the idea of eternity amongst the strong urge to desire the end Waiting for the extreme curve, defying the deified universe All this noise birthed from an unresolved and unresponsive age of anxious acquiring The burden of hoping in an erroneous pattern; it’s everywhere, exposing the fear of confronting time Frantically posturing in a mighty world misaligned, insufficient understanding of transformation, a primordial truth … Continue reading Catatonic Time
Daunting dawn fiery as Hell, trembling particles swept away by furious winds Demure darkness swallowed by a vortex, dreams visited fiendish territories Deepening deception of time, torturing the soul with fiery rage Nude trees, evaporating waters, the bald Earth devoid of feelings Quarreling voices destabilize abodes, wilted will of defeated souls Sputtering and flickering candles, elongated shadows crawling across salty walls Sweltering warnings, refracted rage, … Continue reading Suffocating
Turning away from the haste, the hate, stopping the clocks and becoming impervious to the ridicule Claiming my space, sanctity of darkness, when I longer fear the silence, for midnight calls with a different tune What I wasted in the rush, my dreams became a blur, I could not recognize the environment Tiring to wake up to the noise, misdirecred by the massive push towards … Continue reading Acquiring Silence
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
Drifting and darting around insanely, mine, but once-in-a-lifetime, not anymore Dying like a shooting star, flashes of brilliance through their brokenness Lighting up my horizon, but here I am misaligned, not even a parallel existence Exited the misunderstood reality shadowed with innumerable untruths, unfaithful promises Mirrors are thoughtful, exposing the reality of altered reflections, I go deeper through a portal Another world, another type of … Continue reading Quandary of Reflections
The fragility of time, dwindling truth, eroding freedom for dreams to prosper What I read from daily events, fuels my hopelessness, yet I find freedom in what I write There is too much pain, and they have forgotten the secret of healing Diminishing senses imagines a distorted reality, only, they are built on false hopes Trite languages do not evoke any real emotions, I skip … Continue reading Hope Less
Wondering if I dwelled too long in scattered spaces where memories were in a disheveled state Unsettled conversations, trying to keep pace with stopped clocks Revisiting those places, uninvited, in a stupor, an unfulfilled desire luring me often I failed to differentiate between the altered memories, but faint hopes still tormented my dormant mind Here, in the present, I have the time to rethink, the … Continue reading Messing with Memories
Striving to locate the truth with unfair measures, dramatically reduced imaginations When false images were imposed over the reality, lost in the quagmire It is suffocating that I have to adhere to their ideas when I want to control my own being, my desires and imaginations Tiresome it feels discussing from a vague perspective, of truth stripped of its character Reality slipping away the more … Continue reading Substratum
Familiar experiences, the clichéd outcomes, degree of differences, bent logic and amplified narratives Everything looks realistic, but they are virulent reflections of compromised particles An authoritarian thought process slowly travels through the common consciousness like a stubborn, coagulated fluid They all speak, vehemently force their opinions down the throats of unbelievers- survive on this perilous survival instincts Experiences, your addictive familiarization through sinister experimentation Imbibed … Continue reading False Familiarity
Amitav Chowdhury 