The words are not safe anymore Looks fragile; the ink dries hurriedly Smudged, and sometimes crumbly Tossed away casually towards edges Pages reveal the unfeeling lines Even before time can consume feelings Stories are forgotten- vulnerable Inability to narrate the feelings Could not have emerged naturally From struggles of daily confabulations Comparisons and ersatz versions Of many cultural upheavals The pages will not be cleaner … Continue reading Unreliable Words
Letters are difficult to find nowadays When everything was poured into those words They were not authors or poets Only simple words in cursive held hands Entrusted with delivering the most intimate speeches They meant so much to the reader The eyes would reflect on the sentences Sometimes, more than once, even for a lifetime Will be kept away as precious jewels in a handmade … Continue reading Letters
We are witnessing some refined nonsense and nonsensical culture being propagated like a contagious disease. It is surprisingly becoming a popular language to propagate a network through the networld. Repetitive can be tolerated, but the subservient tolerance for such nonsense isolates the ones who choose not to be associated with such company. What is it that gives the mind such resilience to not only relish … Continue reading The Absurd
Amitav Chowdhury 