Reasonable Irrationality
We cannot reason ourselves out of our basic irrationality. All we can do is to learn the art of being irrational in a reasonable way. -Aldous Huxley Continue reading Reasonable Irrationality
Tag: Sacrifice
Skillless-A Poem
I’m skillless while trying to elaborate the ordinaryFind less exciting drawing the usual reflectionsOf an excessively adorned mundanity that life isStoring the emotions in some forgotten dark spacesLearning the foibles of love that cannot endure the comparisonsEulogizing the empty sympathy with tedious speechesDressed by time, the garish overtures of striking the age into perspectiveFrom the persistent emptiness and fragile emotions, a craving for the unreal Being … Continue reading Skillless-A Poem
Without the Explanations
Yesterday was inadequately explained I have to carry on with today- the sweet and sour distractions Simply bowing to the persuasion of time; time and again, the incorrigible one There’s no respite from the unflattering moments of rush Simply, there isn’t any simple reason to unfollow the hastening world Roseate moments diluted easily in the harshness of a strict sun Should one forget the happy … Continue reading Without the Explanations
Sacrifice
A night is immolated in the morning pyre Ridiculed dreams were unable to rest through the night Suffering in silence; darkness prowled the landscape They sought refuge in the heart, but there was no escape Farcical day gathered an audience to applaud Dreams suffered the ignominy in silence Banshee’s call prepares them for an eventual fate ~Amitav Continue reading Sacrifice
The Trail
What prompts one to find the trail of sadnesses Until the day their imprints appear on the heart Upon daily treading, the overgrown grasses perish The nakedness of a forlorn path feels violated Learning from the entrapped patterns day and night Losing sight of any other route amongst the clamour The intoxicating drinks of this world taste annoying A sommelier’s advice sounds jarring at that … Continue reading The Trail
Forfeiture
How often one uses the hands to placate the restive feelings depends on the ability to gather them in a safe place The mind may be, but at this hour it is weary from the persistent turmoil from the contemptuous looks of passersby; the vagrant thoughts Unleashed by some malevolent entities to mess with the authentic thoughts and chase them away unceremoniously So, the mind … Continue reading Forfeiture
In Haste we Forget
In the banality of busyness, the crisp words melt away without a trace Only some aftertaste of repentance; a morning feels feverish in surrounding cold Willingly becoming an unwilling partner to the race that holds our hands roughly The wrists feel the pain, while the sore feet finds this experience rather tedious Easier leaving compared to the decisions a heart has to make while entering an … Continue reading In Haste we Forget
Through Shadows
Trying to walk through the shadows Unsuccessfully trying to avoid the gloom Weeping does not allow a new course Shades relentless unidentifiable by men Enough slandering by waylaid journeyers Oh, angry son of Hyperion, there’s no mercy Ashes still breathe with rage within Transforming paradise with contradiction That which fades away is irretrievable New wave of shadows across the horizon Silence is stifling the regressive … Continue reading Through Shadows
Lost Trails
The lines end abruptly Sacrificed emotions smeared in burnt brown Words forced to be at the pyre Parched papers not succulent anymore Eyes have drifted to contemporary busyness A lacquered pen has lost its fierce creativity Fallen off the curled edges of agony Smouldering heart seeks solace in anonymity Vast verses will be composed Entire universe will be accommodated Walk between the lines To discover … Continue reading Lost Trails
Pensive Moments
Yesteryear songs interspersed with nostalgic feelings are here Pleadingly wait at the heart’s door that has become feeble with time Once, the moments want to rush in, but the enthusiasm is solemn Retrospective moments may unsettle the present day’s tranquility Evoking the feelings that had decided to hibernate till death arrived Forging a new liaison, as there are walls of the heart bearing ciphers Never were … Continue reading Pensive Moments
Amitav Chowdhury 