Not much can be done with the paralyzed truth Trying to arouse the untruths for brief pleasures When the souls have been taken away from life It speaks feebly and crawls to the nearest lies Acquired taste becomes an obsession that lasts The essence of the secret underground intrigues It’s not infallibility but the truth that’s benumbed ~Amitav Advertisements Continue reading Little Significance
The acts of superficiality become a formidable cage after some time Tightly wound in a convoluted pattern The wired patterns strangle the real essence Immense effort of the toiling minds behind the deeds Time, twisted and forced to a grotesque meaning, crooks reality Delicate senses just evaporate like the fine fragrance Unable to bear the cunning dilemma between life and utter vanity Split images, reflections … Continue reading Something Superficial
Wisdom retreats at the hint of the setting sun Unhallowed time trickles down at a steady pace Through space and reality offended by darkness Not the archetypes, but an alternate manifestation Some magician’s interesting twist to the moment Now there is time to interpret the phobic gloom Whence flows time from the conduit of fear The course of time derides remnants of wisdom Apparitions speak … Continue reading Retreat
No one likes the preachy tone, Yet, the minds dither trying to solve the dilemma. Expect the conversations are not pushed further. Against the legitimate arguments; The stars may be aligned wrong, but foibles are unuttered, It becomes an unwritten agreement. The willingness to differ with those cosmic intersections, A feeling of overpowering the darkness world. Impose the diktats on the lit up minds, For … Continue reading The Arguments
There is no use despising the mirror for those reflections Pulling away the deceptions, but it’s not at fault Bitter sighs at the offensive intentions of the images They appear and disappear; a clumsy blend of characters Refuting the claims of misappropriation Unworthy reasons do not stand a chance against truth Disputing time, subservient thoughts, and disintegration Fate cannot be woken up from the evil … Continue reading Can’t Blame the Reflections
Grave silence flows into another world Moment of reckoning! Time breathes laboriously There was no scope to contemplate Flashes of consciousness blur everything Sick thoughts and woes against a truth Everything flows towards the unknown conduit Reverse flow towards another beginning ~Amitav Continue reading Flows that Silence
Even if I have not written something, it still exists I cannot refute its presence By filling the pen with unknown ink and maligning it The eyes may desire so many unfulfilled dreams While the heart may be residing somewhere else Unaware of all the commotion surrounding life The beats cannot be unheard Faint, exploring the idleness of a faraway world It is not necessary … Continue reading The Unwritten
No one can decide the calmest of times Until the heart feels it is time to deviate from this path Time gathers like a cloud, only to threaten A quivering moment speaks some uncomfortable truth Looking at the clock is futile Time is completely out of breath; the way seems Startling! The alarm clock is jarring Stretched comfort, the body feels the weight of it … Continue reading Looking for Calm Times
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
When something becomes truth because it is conveniently comparable and the entire idea can be suitably placed with other ideas. The puzzling theory is that the pattern of truth should replicate the perception, acceptance, and feasibility; at times, their correspondence with the community, the acceptable language is also a criterion to choose them. Often, there are sketchy ideas of truths; from the observed, absorbed, and … Continue reading What could the Truth be?
