For a brief moment, the murkiness was washed away by early light Only to awake and rush towards the pristine scenery; absorbing the tranquility Daring to stay positive in a transient time that brings happiness Unforgettable vibes of ancient awakening still rhythms through Whoever has drifted and chosen otherwise to believe in a continuum of darkness Preached about struggles, and how banished all those beautiful … Continue reading Brief, But True Moments
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
Between parentheses of silence, the past and present meet Some occurrences are meant to be; how they can be Different worlds lean towards their susceptibilities Nurtured and loved in spite of the scorns and thorns Between silence, the defeated and wary settle down Crafty glances- the learnings from a deceitful world Work does not work but fatigues the sincere passions The structures and infrastructures- metaphorical … Continue reading Uncanny Silence
As brains are being reconfigured in the digital age, we have to ask the relevant question whether the reading habit is being altered too. It is possible, with the huge amount of content that is available with a habitual click and scroll, there seems to be a long-winding trail of content available for reading. Well, how much of reading or scanning that occurs can be … Continue reading The Relevance of Literature and its Progress
Lest the pen becomes a slave, and the ink changes its hues without consent There is a conscious appeal of the heart to be loyal to the true sentiments Without suffocating the words with a deluge of emotions, the night is reliable to revise the lines Reticent fingers may hold back the flow of words which can bridge the rifts There will be times when … Continue reading For the Pen
In this feeling of human happiness, there is a trail of indecisive feeling It’s a hasty craftsmanship that sculpts an incoherent crown as a burden Exquisitely crafted to seduce the eyes as suspiciously cut precious stones glitter Compensating for the hollowness and unpleasurable labyrinth of insolence Laurels of this happiness appear lustreless and weigh on the distressed soul Vacant eyes aren’t dazzled by the aggrandized … Continue reading Indecisive
The synchronicity of these thoughts rises above the disharmonious and acrimonious environment. Somewhere there is a plan to bring them together and exchange conscious observations through an ecosystem impenetrable by any disruptive forces. Now, the truth will be purified to test their resilience and potency. For multitude of lies, there is one drop of truth to obliterate the negative energies. It isn’t an easy task … Continue reading Synergy
If it is a less serious affiliation, so be it No compulsion to wean away the heart from such involvement Not that the world would mind even if it ain’t erased Insincere words never have an impact on the mind; a soul won’t bother Fluff is aggrandized with hypocritical narratives- let them boil or simmer Flames without the spirit won’t last too long; lessening warmth … Continue reading Affiliation
The voice within speaks louder with newfound confidence It doesn’t trouble solitude but talks with sincerity and clarity When jealousy of the world did not allow truthful conversations Nature guided the voices to a sacred place to echo the concerns There’s no use sacrificing feelings on the edge of puissance The intoxicating discord with universe does not make extraordinary men Ungrateful to nature’s abundance speak … Continue reading That Voice
It seems thoughts have rushed in unexpectedly and compressed themselves in a block of a redundant object. It’s there to weigh on the mind, shifted here and there with much effort. So many external forces shape this hideous looking piece. Not ideas of aloneness, but unwarranted information are forcibly stuck on it to tarnish the essence of thoughts. How such ideas come in as mere … Continue reading Dwindling Interest
Amitav Chowdhury 