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
Happiness faces an uphill journey Touched by deeper shades Frayed edges are difficult pronunciations The word stays together clumsily During adverse times; dissociation in between The perfect tone is a rarity Fewer souls believe in the sanctity Seasons have never missed their arrival Even while life slows down Not yet there, but seen from a distance Dissimilarities are glaring A long long way, and tiresome … Continue reading On Arrival of Happiness
As there are no plausible replies to the genuine queries Timeless ardour has settled elsewhere; there are only voids Indiscernible time wearies the nobility- only empty promises Initially, there are no guilty feelings, only euphoric desires Somewhere, deep down, there are docile pleasures Pretentious communications fail to convince the soul There is nothing to be bewildered anymore… only usual worries Unanswered questions, incarcerated heart, and … Continue reading Your Questions
The invitations may not have been written in the language of the heart Only your name spelt in cursive, and a paper crafted by the laboured effort The scripted lines embellished with magnificent language to swoon over When held in the hand and rolled slowly, they evoke a sense of illusion Of being spoken about you from a distance about a blurry reflection Embossed letters … Continue reading An Invitation
Are the words whole, or their slices of different meanings being assembled From irrelevant situations, their predicament of being stretched and jumbled Pulled away from their ancient wanderings as we fail them with our effort The pen never has a chance to bathe in thoughtful ink and barely becomes a consort Those silent eyes stare at the glaring misgivings and the ability to distort It … Continue reading Lamentations of Words
Let there be no pretence in poetry. The creative passion along with the intense feelings for everything that occurs in life finds a place in poetic compositions. Expose the fraudulent intentions so that truth can survive, allow imaginations to be bold and pure, silence the greed, douse the antagonism and shameless warnings to life. Poetry should not be the shadow of all these, but an … Continue reading Poetic Freedom
Apart from composing poetry poets have tried to define poetry. There are myriad explanations, but none could capture the essence of this art in entirety. Just like this universe and our existence, we have always struggled to find purpose and meaning of life. A poet starts composing under different circumstances- sometimes it is euphoric love and passion or intense grief and failure. Nature and spirituality have … Continue reading The Facets of Poetry
The concept of ‘arriviste’ does not seem suitable for writing and literature. There is no escapism once one decides on this journey. All this hubris about “I know everything” and “I can rest comfortably on my previous work”, is nothing but an illusionary world that jolts the feeling of complacency. The writer’s humility and genuine fierceness to reflect upon the human fallibility, tribulations and prejudiced conflicts … Continue reading The Complexities of Writing
Pray that you don’t have to justify time From time when you steal the precious moments The word ‘eternity’ seems to be a fairytale Some unknown philosopher’s diary may have given it away Even, the cryptic hieroglyphs may have spoken silently Off the walls of ancient rituals that still stands Occultists may have had some different experience of eternity Misunderstood by inadequate translation and constrained … Continue reading The Infinite
We will never know what the petals hold Fragrance is excited like a child to embrace the senses Titillates the mortal ardour; a rarity among synthetic love Flowers beautiful, and its romance is indecipherable Appeals to the mystic lovers who can kiss open a flower Embryonic desires shall awaken to nurture the world Fragrances pacify the senses with a mystical mantra Which kindles passion eternal … Continue reading Flowering Delight
Amitav Chowdhury 