Far off from where I started, faint memories, I don’t remember the date or time I did not start with expectations or a plan, but here I am, reminiscing the isolation Now, I decide after the memories have become distant, the rejections, of every season I wanted to try at my pace, while taken through some eccentricities, without worried about arriving Enjoying my idiosyncrasies, where … Continue reading Gift of Isolation
Unwound time, slackened pace and tiresome energy- an efficient way of de-energizing life Lost momentum of human consciousness, loosening the intricate relationship with nature’s senses A cocoon woven by a whirl, life struggles within; dimmed environment, no transmutation of existence A disorderly arrangement of life, an existential dilemma and clashes of weakening consciousness It’s too late to recalibrate defunct time, machines support the problem with … Continue reading Recalibrate
When alone, away from the commotion, the paradoxical loneliness I do not abuse time; being burdened with it since the first breath Chasing the intense mirage, but dreams just turn into sands, buried deep there in the midst of nowhere No moral compass, but morality wrapped around the mind like a punishment I am not alone, all along, each soul has acquired the cosmic magic, … Continue reading Not Alone in a Lonely World
There are more spaces in the heart It is where feelings find abode Filled with myriad thoughts Through the prism of your heart Feelings are reflected in many hues Reflected in the eyes are true feelings Waiting for the one who understands One who knows how to unlock the door Walk through the high arched corridors Feel all the spaces of the heart And remain … Continue reading Sacred Space
Silence takes away the precious times with my unborn emotions Time takes birth in a new avatar and enshroud my words in an unknown spell Night and day trades places transforming the space into another dimension Slowly turning its sentiments towards the evolving and evasive reality When darkness has a special place for isolation as it blooms so passionately The soul that was baffled embraces … Continue reading Beyond Any Imagination-A New World
Evergreen floats on the overcast reflections Dense time and its late ripples, the expanding circumferences Slowed down, but it feels awkward when its time to reminisce Turning time to suit my existence is a dream that spirals around Like a serpentine reality wounding itself, stifling my breaths Consuming me, while I try connecting the blurry points Grappling with the echoes of forgotten epoch, a present … Continue reading The Shadows that Float
No path to follow, it’s been way ahead, a journey guided by dreams There have been reflections all along, of all the changes from life arose In between the seasons, the pauses were barely noticeable by passersby An unawake world nudging the quaint spaces, upon which chaos prevails Of earlier creations, from the desires that have been eccentricities Wakeful hours dismantled, time gyrating in a … Continue reading The Wild Pace
Vacant spaces, feels weird, when there are plenty of hopeless thoughts Waiting to occupy the serenity and tranquility in a rapid movement Initiated by that chaos; imagined by restless minds, during antithetical time Feels ordinary at first glance, but their baneful desires are undercurrents Flowing dangerously through the underground passages, creating deep fissures Grinding against the silence, the indiscriminate decay is a premonition No one … Continue reading Not Vacant Anymore
Sometimes sleep is disguised in mysterious waysEnters the space to despoil my desiresI am careless, they all lay here and thereSome inconvenient dreams are written thereNot some fancy notebooks, but loose white pagesThey are pure freedom, no blemishes of strict linesI decide the structures; of course, I choose the dwelling place for my emotionsFoundations may seem archaic, but they are solidWithout comparisons, the grow strong, … Continue reading My desires My Space
A cavern or space, the celestial spin doesn’t determine The spirit remains quiet while holding the keys close to the heart Until the shadows disappear; there is no communication other than silence Implausible for many when vacuous words create unnecessary uproar Everything seems merry through the fabricated perspectives Busy pursuing duality and finding an escape with the shadows The owl’s piercing gaze through a haze … Continue reading Revelation
Amitav Chowdhury 