The era is quite dry, humid sometimes, but sudden deluge of nature’s rage Dampened moods, there is no other way out of this conundrum Light, not bright enough, clouded by the tired industries, demands, more demands Not simple dreams, it’s said, “you’re a failure, when you lose the urge to possess more Like a surrender to the persistent distractions, corners of life crowded Devoured spaces … Continue reading There is No Pure Light
Moves on, trickles down deeper into the existence, the psyche, feels like relentless prickles Later, it had sounds, rhythms that birthed history- all happens in a flash, but feels lime eternity Laborious journey of tired souls, upon the unsettling heat if conflicts, feels like destiny conspired by darkness Drilled movements, of people and emotions, numbed senses, but marches on, tired bodies and exhausted desires Only … Continue reading Antiquated
How impatiently the contemplations have been, from untidy thoughts the feelings have rooted themselves Spoiling the paradise! The involution, across the vast desertification Intense heat and scorched times, volatile clocks wait watch over the impatient dreamers Dealing with fatalism, the unpardonable mistakes; a display of destruction like a celebration A tumultuous existence, an existential extravagance causing the early death of dreams Infirm roots easily uprooted, … Continue reading Impatience
Time never warned of its intentions, but the moods have changed drastically like a nightmarish dream. The terse mannerism, the current candor, has been an awakening for the routinely busy world.Can anyone question a dream conceived by the Universe at a time that has been beyond the consciousness of the deleterious environment? Nothing feels intimate anymore; the embrace of the seasons is melancholic, as if … Continue reading Unfriendly Time
Not the diminishing darkness Persistent shades of it’s rusty feelings stays Avows its decisions to smear the brightness Day starts with a sense of feebleness Dreams intruded the sleep with grim images Where every event pulls you down The fierceness of the visions Periodic paralysis of the vibrant thoughts Hopes flailing against the deluge Time behaves like quicksand There’s no way one can flee the … Continue reading Feeble Images
Embellished with carefully crafted lies Bedeviled by the uproarious times Camouflaged reflections Murky waters offer the perfect distractions One by one the faces appear Presented by the devil’s sculptor Supine faith woven across the spine New anatomy of the evolving times ~Amitav Continue reading Twist of Time
Of all that has disappeared, who will speak for them At this hour, when days are erroneously amplified Offered as an unwanted gift, intruding the morning The Sun speaks rather harshly, setting the tone Scorching emotions ignite the latent intolerance Amongst all, the eyes have witnessed ghastly images Vanishing pools reflect the pernicious realities Trickles of hope, somewhere settled deeper Nights give them hope, they … Continue reading Disappearing
Since you were not eager to be awake at the crucial hour Time flowed like the lonely brook, changing its course Trough some rough terrains and cramped spaces Proof that Earth has been under immense pressure Suffering from a kind of malady, making it pallor You, wrapped in a mistaken identity, a snug fit I have been a smudged silhouette- flowing away with the brook … Continue reading Forces of Time
Waiting for something, the eyes are wide open Slumberous souls entangled in a wily web of time For a few moments the first light looks pleasant Insurmountable losses flow like coarse grains of sand Adjusting to the new language, a kind of consolation Emotions jostle there, deep in the soul, repentantly Nothing more to gather around the grave ditches Faint borders, but steely resolve of … Continue reading Helplessness
Frayed time looks pugnaciously over an extended gloominess Smudged smiles, furrows run deep across the eccentric actions of mankind Sways of time, indifferent weather and an impatient excitement runs deep Across scrambling feelings; even the little pauses jolt them out of a reverie For those who have pushed back and withdrawn from the incessant chaos Might have discovered another world of unlit passion with ancient … Continue reading When Paused
Amitav Chowdhury 