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?
Written over a stuporous world The sudden wrap on the confusion Embraced chaos to pacify Fragments of feelings fly furiously A vacant heart holds a vortex This is a listless consciousness Unknown fury settles down Amidst the once tranquil garden Time is in no mood to pardon Lightning blazes through the stupor Lamps held by unsure hands Unable to chase away the fury The blanket … Continue reading At the Edge
Holding on to that spirit still Difficult farewell during the Light spill Bequeathed solemn time stare Wishing to know whether I care Primaeval events reappear magically Narrating the time to come, candidly Eyes cannot see the stretch of bygone All that is true is the new dawn Passive contemplations of life The profoundness of silence is still rife What the soul’s will holds Emerges slowly … Continue reading Knowing Still
The antics try to suppress the dominion of enthusiasm Of this universe, and then settling down in a carved reality To lament the mesmeric caving in of the fragments of existence Only if reality were to be encompassed by these eyes Impossible! They rover purposelessly across lusty silhouettes Contradictions are seeded in the absence of entirety There is every reason to persuade the intellect to … Continue reading The Antics
Even before its inception, there it stirs mildly in another world Where esoteric fluid helps them float in eternal tranquil Here, when I sit still, and the entire world stops for them to arrive That moment of absoluteness when they are freed from the hold To appear for the world awaiting the birth of pristine feelings The world that wants to disengage from the troubled … Continue reading The Inception
