Through the ages the Earth’s reply is unheard Suitable questions never arise from dread and fear Every night the dreams disappear in a world absurd Morning’s brightness does reflect on a life austere As dawn turns into chaos, rest of the feelings aren’t heard Selfish fear and loathsome behaviour impales like a spear For lack of imaginations the profound silence is stirred The inconsistencies limit … Continue reading Remains Unheard
As if the Moon decided to not speak with the stars Sullen moments ripple the uneasy tranquility The wide-open windows and doors lean against sulking walls Clouds offend the eternal love moments Settled in a chair which has witnessed many such nostalgic moments The body cowers each time the heart sends some message Damp light, empty glass, incomplete feelings, bland food Many voices use this … Continue reading The Reflections
Flickering light dances with the gentle wind Tired eyes relinquish the painful visions Sage evening wants the heart to ease the rage Face the serene light in sight of evening’s delight Guide through the tide before Moon arrives Pray to the fair night to guide the soul through Promise the heart will swim into the darkness Death of raging light bring hope to the dreams … Continue reading Guiding Light
Deep leap into an unknown garden If it did not exist or reflect from the comforting realm Eyes would not have fallen for immaculate images Either reality is created or dreamt of in haste In that haste, one cannot taste the pristineness Aromatic welcome to a sense of deep tranquil Imagine honey flowing endlessly like redolent rivulets Lips wish to taste from the unrushed life … Continue reading Unknown Garden
Night’s unruffled, not like the day that is pestered with incoherent thoughts Even adventurous, while venturing out to explore unknown landmarks Darkness isn’t blind; for those naysayers who paint it otherwise Maybe an escape for some, but also liberating for those who abhor the day Long tresses of the night combed with love by the soft hands of rays Tranquil soul with a radiant heart … Continue reading It’s Night
A hunchbacked hillock gives specific identity to the region The identity of who carved this has been always a mystery Couldn’t the craftsman reach higher to chisel the crown On a bed of rocks, it meditates, unaware of the worldly pain Looks indifferent to first-time travellers Wait, till the tranquil cave is found in the earth’s deep womb The positive vibes resonate clearly, welcoming and … Continue reading Arched Rocks
In the night not everyone sleeps Some looking for their dreams in the night skies Also, speaking to the silent world is satisfying When the drama unfolds beyond worldly hours Austere times persuade the soul to be awake Enchanted forests, midnight landscapes Mystical lights compose beautiful lyrics Eulogizing the night in a heavenly language Since the vespertine hours, all are invited As spaces feel drowsy … Continue reading Spellbinding
It’s not being speechless when silence is stronger than most of the voices Only the language within speaks excitedly, for choosing to listen truthfully Silent adoration for the one resonating voice translates silence eloquently Piqued world try to be mellow under the influence of an enchanting night Time to gaze eternally at the blissful eyes of the universe full of compassion These eyes glide through … Continue reading Listening to Silence
Laziness might be a rebellion of a different kind in a busy world Reveries; a luxury, when the world around me spins with another kind of energy One who seeks tranquil moments must be in slumber As the world wants you to be familiar with worldly advances and adventures Is it wrong to have found a place where I can rest; without the noises and … Continue reading In Idle Moments
It’s easier slipping into the folds of darkness Even the shadows immerse themselves in a reverie Bright drunkenness and concoctions of emotions Chances of translating the stupor are feeble Alluring darkness slips in some desires To lift the veil of haze or not to admire the Moon Awakened feelings erase the inhibitions Allowing darkness to rush in a new fervour A sense of belonging in a tranquil … Continue reading Into the Darkness
Amitav Chowdhury 