A Poignant Note
Barren silhouettes rest on a dreary canvas Receding reflections of a stormy event Silent abodes after a respite from the storms Soul composes a melancholic tune -Amitav Continue reading A Poignant Note
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Hope You Have Within
Lights have mellowed and have become distant Buried feelings wouldn’t wake up until the warm hours Vacant spaces is where the mind wishes to reside Intrigued by the anonymity of a weak apparitions Of a world unfolding in front of a spurned reality Uprooted relations try to find the depths of secure land Blaming thyself while holding the hands apprehensively Powerless to move ahead across … Continue reading Hope You Have Within
Finding My Space
I had to fall over, the irresistible lure of a new beginning Could I call it a natural surrender? Enormous silence had been the stern guardian The slowness became bearable when I could unclutter my mind I gathered the courage to reclaim the spaces from a crowd of thoughts Hindering my thoughts; but a colossal leap into the unknown was inevitable Smudging the features so … Continue reading Finding My Space
Where We Are- A Different World
How life can provide a glimpse of unprecedented times O’ the solitariness became more intense, an arbitrary choice May be by design of the unpardonable nature; after maligning the universe Acquiring this serenity so early in life, abandoning the flock of thoughts Struggles in silence are difficult for the mightiest of warriors Patience can be like the faltering light of a sacrificing candle So much … Continue reading Where We Are- A Different World
Tasteless Time
Some chills are insufferable No warm feelings can suffocate them They thrive in the coldest time Grips the soul in a timeless stupor Dreams fade in the intense haze A bland and bitter evening Then the night becomes fiercest Wake up with trepidity Jolted by the numbness Sinking emotions try to stay afloat In an weakened state of existence Trying to deal with feeble energy … Continue reading Tasteless Time
Yelling Darkness
Silhouettes dissolve into the sobbing darkness An unusual wicked shadow blankets the consciousness Wailings of broken promises resonate within the walls Graceless words decorated across the harsh lines Divides life into many areas of insincere dwellings Stunned reflections from freshly shattered mirrors Bleeds the dreams but the night curdles ominously ~Amitav Continue reading Yelling Darkness
When Paused
Frayed time looks pugnaciously over an extended gloominess Smudged smiles, furrows run deep across the eccentric actions of mankind Sways of time, indifferent weather and an impatient excitement runs deep Across scrambling feelings; even the little pauses jolt them out of a reverie For those who have pushed back and withdrawn from the incessant chaos Might have discovered another world of unlit passion with ancient … Continue reading When Paused
On The Echoes
You’d resist my echoes, influence the surrounding to restrain my thoughts From being heard by them, yes, I know, they are not fascinated by the mundane world Wish to listen to something different- the usual indifference is getting tiresome Only hope is the passage of time. as turbulently possible to erode the rough surfaces Weaken the forces that diminish the passion of communication, especially love … Continue reading On The Echoes
Meaningful Meditation
Philosophical days will appear again, that’s the prayer Today looks contemplative and evenly timed; a contrasting reflection Of the enduring chaos, the pain and confrontations of ideologies Didactic lectures from misinterpreted ideas changed everything erroneously Infantile fascinations, no effort can elevate the thoughts anymore Unclean time runs through the numerous channels deep in the earth There is a connection between complicated downfall and rushed changes … Continue reading Meaningful Meditation
Early Ruminations
The unexpected glare of a morning disperses the gloominess Life is easy with the simplicity and not much curiosity from passersby Keeping track of time feels immoral when life just wishes to pause Leisurely looking through the haze of humanity, not an infantile fantasy A search for some promising visions, if possible for the feeble consciousness My desires may be incoherent with the acceptable moralities … Continue reading Early Ruminations
