Manipulative Darkness

Night exploits the timorous light while the universe is busy surrendering As reality blends into a blinding cavern, to never appear again Tomorrow will be hidden like a secret message, yields it not to everyone, elusive Rarely its true nature evolves, before another darkness magically prepares a concoction Of rare lights, unfinished events and stories, souls yearning to decipher the undisclosed fate Reflections like apparitions … Continue reading Manipulative Darkness

With Nothing On

Experiments with unsteady reality, in it but not without Exposed soul gets spasms, an oft repeated journey through some diabolical tunnel Primeval spirits still unawakened at this hour of vulnerability and grave insouciance Challenging each other to get entangled into a dystopian pattern Those who slow down or lack the passion to indulge in fornicate with untamed delusions Social pariahs, “aren’t their conditions mentioned in … Continue reading With Nothing On

Rare Moments

When Time springs to life and I feel that I exist, in a reality still preserved It’s rarely true when life is not defined by common approvals, only if I trust their agreement An escape from the common desires, not tired anymore from the compulsory contracts Constructing a dwelling out of pure freedom where I can dream Suffering from perceptions is not my deal, and … Continue reading Rare Moments

There is No Pure Light

The era is quite dry, humid sometimes, but sudden deluge of nature’s rage Dampened moods, there is no other way out of this conundrum Light, not bright enough, clouded by the tired industries, demands, more demands Not simple dreams, it’s said, “you’re a failure, when you lose the urge to possess more Like a surrender to the persistent distractions, corners of life crowded Devoured spaces … Continue reading There is No Pure Light

Only Assurances

Can you promise the Sun to wake up with the same integrity? Look directly at the morning and vow to exude that kind of warmth Match the mirth of this Earth and walk lightly across life Without hurting the sentiments, discriminating life with frugal sense Let consciousness be like a happily flowing brook Searching for generous tributaries, creating arteries to sustain life Allow the same … Continue reading Only Assurances

The Sudden Break

Yesterday was quite neglected Many promises were like passing clouds Time worn out from confrontations Unmindful of the experiments Of experiences that were sinister From dreams of chronic impatience Altered by the exaggerated ambitions Stillness is a misdemeanor In a valueless pursuit of acclaim False claims portrayed as the truth Successes in the guise of destruction Collapsing against the flimsy objects ~Amitav Continue reading The Sudden Break