Some persuasive realities take something away from me An experimental sleep that I cannot escape The restlessness arises from such a torpor A difficult reality hardens the senses- they do not believe the metaphors Stories are read with expressionless eyes Feeble intellectualism births a stubborn conjecture Discordant voices unsettle the verses Languages speaking of life in a rhythm recedes Exposing the vulnerable world’s meandering patterns … Continue reading Persuasion
Unapologetic objects jostle for space They have been established to vie for glory All-weather skin- nothing penetrates Especially the critical thoughts and woes Of human emotions and subtle dreams Once they hit the walls, they are turned away Dwelling in them, decorating the corners Is a suffocating experience- but that’s a reality Perrenial storms of ego and angst Among vitriol and fight for existence There … Continue reading Difficult Space
That which is being sought by the assembly of blurry dreamers Know not, the possibilities of the world that dawns Not even contemplating about the probabilities One thread that is being held on to, now unwound from the spool Chances of the daily thoughts getting entangled There are myriad changes blinking feebly for a while Like the ephemeral dreams across the unfortunate landscape The behemoth … Continue reading The Chances
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
Thoughts cave in; it’s futile to pull them back With taut muscles and wrecked brains Fragments of disillusioned emotions also surrender Once, only a flicker of a path was available Now the lights are dull; the temper of existence, tense The hope of crawling towards freedom with all might Something is not right in the fight for control Everything falls apart; they do and permeates … Continue reading As They Cave In
The messages disguised as sympathisers turn brigands Prey on the mind; every possible thought thereafter is poisoned Some of them are welcomed consciously, others follow stealthily There’s that age when life seems to be a joke The perception of cages and unbridled freedom burn hungrily When an entire world seems to be an exaggerated distortion Vulnerable times fall for the high-spirited demands of life’s extortion … Continue reading The Messages
The thoughts cling to the dispiriting darkness One soul cannot escape and pulls others into that environment Cunningly looking at each applaud, gauging their sentiments Darkness may be evil, but the one who lures revels in sinful pleasures Treasures from darkness scraped off by the talons Spirits transformed by the one who rules over the dead Weaning the weaklings towards the weaknesses of evil ~Amitav Continue reading Sinister Darkness
When common sense becomes controversial Looked upon by the collective with evil eyes Trial by silence first, then sharp eyes censure Truth seems to be moribund by the debauched When this can be replaced with that; confusion Prevails the sense of arrogance- a hasty end Language becomes corrupt, thoughts next Hypocrisy of showing off the fatal alternative Lure as many minds towards the cursed pond … Continue reading The Controversy and Curious Attraction
When the words fall off from the mind Only neglect, and heaped with offensive unrest Reverberations of an antithetical tone Hunger of the soul becomes stronger There is no chance of filling the void Underestimating before understanding There is a hurried mindset that races unsafely Critical, clinical, cynical, and controversial A compromise too fatal; one unable to fathom Entire being sobs acerbic tears Confidence, a … Continue reading Without the Words
Misdeeds stare like unhealed wounds There isn’t a cure yet, the heart is unwilling to seek Nothing can stop the curve from turning away from light Night foams menacingly; it’s a sinister sign Forfeited all that was offered Trepid breath speaks to the darkness Soon, the light will fizzle, and the paths blurry Faint reflections too will turn away in hatred Those responsible for muddling … Continue reading Unhealed
Amitav Chowdhury 