Cheerless

A plaintive day sits on the pinnacle like an unpolished stone Woebegone feelings, a steady stream of unkind afterthoughts Placid darkness is the most dangerous at complicated moments Feels idyllic to the temporary journeyers after cursory glances Rare chances of looking beyond the thick veil of stoic images A poniard fails to cut thick reins of desolation around the area Tumultuous undercurrents snatch the early … Continue reading Cheerless

Forecast

Paleness fades away Apprehensive time welcomes the uncomfortable brightness Exposing unsettled ways of life Nothing green about life Ashed colours are used to camouflage Anguish of so many lost travellers Breeze gyrates in a trance Erasing the signs from the surfaces Created by the fumbling hands Some cryptic messages Night will be intense Mornings will be graceless Less benevolent and hopeful ~Amitav Continue reading Forecast

Sudden

Sudden downpour, an early event At that time, when the clime was mysterious Occurrences at the unearthly hours Timeless trouble that man carries within Like an unknown burden In certain ancient moment they entered Affright with the transformations of time Fleeing has been a failure, a fault still repeated At this time, the apprehensions crawl out Hiding in the mind, in nature, and wild Only … Continue reading Sudden

It Feels Heavy

A fragile day weighs heavily Distorted by the gusty winds Threatening clouds Lightning sparks nature’s debate Emptied streets ne’er complain Many sighs and frowns Even windows are stubborn Rapidly evolves a gloominess Violates the uneasy tranquillity Smudged dreams drip like paint An aged reality breathes uneasily Defaced spaces bathed overnight Tastes of repentance on the tired tongue Yet, struggles to confess The follies that have … Continue reading It Feels Heavy

Why the Celebrations

The revelry around the disharmonious reality No one minds their steps As more and more people join in or being pulled Looking to create a bunch of fortunes? The riddle becomes stranger Obsession with this chaos and wave of disaster Everyone arrives here with some dream Flattened and erased sooner Roaming around the world with self-doubts The children do not ask questions anymore ~Amitav Continue reading Why the Celebrations

Dreams of Peace

Through the raging times, looking for peace Willing to douse the fire that is uncontrollable Rebels revel at the kind of a dystopian cure Without watching the steps of wrathful time Lingering sorrow and a frowning reality Cruel reflections across the once placid waters Distressed ripples distort the images of a world Once again the space is devoid of consciousness Raucous words devastate the faith … Continue reading Dreams of Peace

The Course

Less importance to the noteworthy narratives Naysayers’ steer the discourse, which is coarse Straining and compelling everyone to relate To the unrelatable genre of outrageous stories Loudness frustrate the finer senses- chaotic Spasms of a world filled with futile conversations Contempt for reasons and daily chants of freedom Waiting for the world to renew the golden times Natures rhymes without careening out of control Looking … Continue reading The Course

On Arrival of Happiness

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

Not The Real Reflections

Magical it feels, to look here and there, everywhere Feels transparent, the events that unfold… but rarely so As if something is missing; a part of life in oblivion The night may feel like day and days filled with darkness Early celebrations at those events rarely continue Perceptions and desires of inherent emptiness Moments decline the ultimate kind of euphoria Thoughts of unfulfilled dreams last … Continue reading Not The Real Reflections