Before a purpose blooms, the season’s turn dreary All this while, the pulses were racing Like the belly of a disturbing waterfall… dreams pulverized Without the agility of the fish, they sink deeper Pallor reflections off the waters… the rainbow arch is a dream A rare occurrence when the lone traveller is reminiscing Gauging the enormity of life, the volume of existence Purpose can bloom … Continue reading Thus, The Purpose
Magical it feels, to look here and there, everywhere Feels transparent, the events that unfold… but rarely so As if something is missing; a part of life in oblivion The night may feel like day and days filled with darkness Early celebrations at those events rarely continue Perceptions and desires of inherent emptiness Moments decline the ultimate kind of euphoria Thoughts of unfulfilled dreams last … Continue reading Not The Real Reflections
Who plays behind the masks, betrays the guesses Abundant reasons to convince the well-meaning heart Swabbing the patience away- exposing unfortunate truths Content with weeping and looking at life’s melancholic hues Shall be convinced, but the discontented feeling stays For whom shall you feel, listen, and care about the next day Only you will be there listening to a voice sane… it’s painful Those who … Continue reading What Plays Behind
Eyes rarely identify the natural flourish of nature Waves of transformations are diverted Settling upon vast expanses of silence Restless time eager to erase those beautiful memories Numb houses rarely stir at dawn Only life wakes up to a commotion Voices won’t settle for solitude Love dissolves in the unsettling flow Cold streams shiver a lost soul ~Amitav Continue reading Rarity
How many sunsets one has to sit through and sift Before real darkness sets in like the stubborn one Many dreams and nightmares have to be crossed Dawn can only mean as much the awake soul feels It is the lucky fellows who can sniff the fresh dawn And can smile at the beautiful sky without malice Life can be expensive in the cities and … Continue reading Sunset
Some pauses are so enriching; beyond the idleness that a soul can perceive It is not about stillness, but the subtle activities behind the thick veil of silence The awakening is like the aromatic winds from some blessed land that exists In the distant dreams of pious souls who meditate on the universe’s consciousness New meanings emerge, the purpose of pauses, that can eliminate the … Continue reading In the Pauses
If the intensity of this universe is conspired to be neutralized Its radiance being eclipsed deliberately and passion abhorred Why fear its ferocity when you face uncouth repercussions? No! Nature’s revolt is not filthy; it is the diatribe and its abuse There is a lurking fear that truth will overpower this existence Passionate love will energize the heart with a cosmic glow The vulgar embrace … Continue reading Feeble Intensity
What strikes the morning sky and ignites it The laments of the might before, or, freedom of light Kind of a lazy startle at the new awakening It takes patience to bid goodbye to sleep When dreams metamorphose from lament to hope An unwilling heart becomes an obstinate optimist To find the rhythm that’s authentic Only the heart knows, but the soul speaks too Eyes … Continue reading Following the Light
How far one has to go before they cannot touch anything Even the soul will be distant from the body that floats somewhere else Without desires and lifelessness, away from the grip of time No one will whisper about finding yourself – the mythical space we create Or discriminate between the body and soul Now there is no dwelling and exposed to the nature of … Continue reading Far Away
The lure of simplicity, when time is lulled into a deep slumber Oh, the feeling of freshness and greatness of universe to reveal its splendour Fortunate eyes, blessed soul, and bosom full of happy feelings No platitudes and prejudices; only pure realisation of a dream forgotten Somewhere, in disdain, triviality, and disregard for the love of simple emotions While raving about the garrulousness and meekness … Continue reading Simple Journey
