Before a purpose blooms, the season’s turn dreary All this while, the pulses were racing Like the belly of a disturbing waterfall… dreams pulverized Without the agility of the fish, they sink deeper Pallor reflections off the waters… the rainbow arch is a dream A rare occurrence when the lone traveller is reminiscing Gauging the enormity of life, the volume of existence Purpose can bloom … Continue reading Thus, The Purpose
Happiness faces an uphill journey Touched by deeper shades Frayed edges are difficult pronunciations The word stays together clumsily During adverse times; dissociation in between The perfect tone is a rarity Fewer souls believe in the sanctity Seasons have never missed their arrival Even while life slows down Not yet there, but seen from a distance Dissimilarities are glaring A long long way, and tiresome … Continue reading On Arrival of Happiness
While everything dissolves so easily in the murkiness All the particles lose their consciousness… mere blurriness Esoteric desires are pure; cannot be compared with present times Existing on different plane of consciousness- not destined to meet Greedy hands want to reach for the galaxies, understand the stars Another yearning, a sinister one, to witness their destruction Heavenly bodies do not align anymore to birth a … Continue reading Not Aligned
Eyes rarely identify the natural flourish of nature Waves of transformations are diverted Settling upon vast expanses of silence Restless time eager to erase those beautiful memories Numb houses rarely stir at dawn Only life wakes up to a commotion Voices won’t settle for solitude Love dissolves in the unsettling flow Cold streams shiver a lost soul ~Amitav Continue reading Rarity
Poetic sense becomes feeble when there is a contradiction between the desires of the soul to create from the experiences, and strong conscious persuasion from the demands of others. The temptation to create from the conscious and subliminal freedom is suppressed to surrender to the desires of curious eyes. The purity of poetic composition diminishes, and further dissolves into the ocean of chaotic escape. An … Continue reading Poetic Sense
The night must have thought before parting ways with dreams They cannot rest here forever, it’s morning’s wish to lead them elsewhere How sublime the night was and dreams unreal descended here Cared for till the Earth taught them to speak in a language known to the senses Hoping, the turmoil won’t affect their spirit with some persistent malaise Morning assuages the fears of dreams … Continue reading As Night Retires
Wandering as a child, with curious eyes and delight of a beautiful world Unmindful of the incessant chatter while working on a secret sweet language To impress the pristine days, who will appreciate the little one’s effort and listen carefully Great virtue to wander through these experiences of seeing days bloom with love Graceful steps feel the vibrations of a universe and bring joe to … Continue reading Wandering
At the eternal altar, sitting there cloaked in ultimate silence Affinities of the heart transcended worldly attractions Lyrical mantras reverberate across the celestial dome; a pleasure for the senses Seeking to immerse in the waves of oceanic wonder; like oyster yields pearls, the soul will word of wisdom From the unknown depth to the limitless zenith, a journey of solitary soul Rosy evenings are divinely aromatic; … Continue reading Affinities
Culture of words, their excursions through meandering terrains have taken them toward urban dwellings With them, the emotions feel exhausted and unsettled; adjusting among the jostles isn’t easy For, they wish for peaceful environs and the freedom to introspect without contempt of busyness Among these caricatures and mockery, it’s difficult to maintain that pristine creativity Let the emotions distillate and settle in an unknown depth … Continue reading Culture
Breathing with the trees, tranquillity surrounding the soul Camouflaged in green; a feeling of oneness An acknowledgement from the eternal eyes Childhood beckons the adult heart to unburden the denial Of not being accepted because of destructive thoughts Simplicity is complicated enough in a world of conformity Artificial sleep is a detour for the soul Now it is time to experience dreams of purity Branches nod … Continue reading Wonderment
Amitav Chowdhury 