Where it Begins

Flaccid ideas create a trail- an uninspiring landscape Mere selfish thoughts are wound tightly; a strenuous life Jealously burns longer than the lights of the day Singes the beautiful night too- dreams run away Life is a mere formality as it stretches feebly over a reality Poor language emerges the only means of communication It fails- only misapprehensions and failed relationships Carnivals of mindless frivolities … Continue reading Where it Begins

As Stories Unfold

Windows lament the gloomy days Missed opportunities to hear from the travelling winds Sometimes they mumble after a slight push Lonely for now, they have no new stories to share Out there, the busy world walks in an orchestrated way Empty seats and abandoned dreams Some forlorn faces, but most of them are stoic Different dreams rush past similar paths No glances are exchanged in … Continue reading As Stories Unfold

Trapped

Some gain notoriety by speaking the truth Coveted! There are fairy tales woven around it Almost touching the lusciousness in a dream Not being fair about the kind of convenience Distorting truth in a process of transformation The perpetual struggle to be good in their eyes Without spelling the entire truth Somewhere, stuck on a pendulous bridge The uncomfortable creepers hold the feet ~Amitav Continue reading Trapped

Something Superficial

The acts of superficiality become a formidable cage after some time Tightly wound in a convoluted pattern The wired patterns strangle the real essence Immense effort of the toiling minds behind the deeds Time, twisted and forced to a grotesque meaning, crooks reality Delicate senses just evaporate like the fine fragrance Unable to bear the cunning dilemma between life and utter vanity Split images, reflections … Continue reading Something Superficial

The Stubborn Door

If the door was not a tiny crack There would have been freedom And the room did not stare gloomily At the incompetence of identifying the sentiments The ethos of going against everything Just for the adamant desire of ransacking It will be pretentious to escape Through that crack, with such vainness One is stuck in that rut Strutting around with arrogance Windows are nebulous … Continue reading The Stubborn Door

Vacant Feelings

The pandemonium from the vacant arguments  Somehow, the day is forced to settle down unquietly Time is pulled into the argument and wound tightly Grotesque voices scrape across the walls Murals of anxiety, aggressiveness, and foul language Permanent signs of dissonance Natural lights have been barred from the premises The togetherness of loneliness and other passive fear Many overlapping coffee stains tables the discord Dust … Continue reading Vacant Feelings

Uneven Circumference

The uneven circumference of a roughly carved crucible What it holds is not much of a concern It barely balances itself; more spills over, creating a disorder Of spilt chances, thoughts, feelings, and love The small craters around the body hold some evidence Collected dust, mistrust, life’s contrast and pastiches Fingerprints coalesced to form some surreal patterns Relationships of convenience, rather than a choice Now, … Continue reading Uneven Circumference