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
Lights have mellowed and have become distant Buried feelings wouldn’t wake up until the warm hours Vacant spaces is where the mind wishes to reside Intrigued by the anonymity of a weak apparitions Of a world unfolding in front of a spurned reality Uprooted relations try to find the depths of secure land Blaming thyself while holding the hands apprehensively Powerless to move ahead across … Continue reading Hope You Have Within
Sometimes you forget too easily… it can be an inevitable circumstance Losing track of all the necessary feelings; some sinister magical spell, maybe There are other urgent thoughts to attend to, even if they are ordinary Rare occasions when the sky is tinged with blood orange hues… it’s another sign Of approaching darkness, without the ostentatious display of emotions Quiet changes are misunderstood- it is … Continue reading Lost Moments
A melancholic stare needles the innocence of early morning beauty Everything is yet to wake up, gather the feelings after darkness departs Coming of the cautious weather through the mist of mysterious events Heart struggles with a slow pace of arrival of feelings that are inspiring Misplaced anguish over little delays- the errant world likes to rush As if running away from the questions and … Continue reading Outcome
Turned away from the garden The beauteous feel and aroma feels delirious In haste, the heart decided to act Eyes full of beautiful dreams Whom to trust them with May narrate them to the wrong person How long, before the escape Desire those wings before the last breath Decide to hold on to the rush Daily commute through a dark tunnel There is that time … Continue reading Turned Away
How you could take your mind to a distant place to dwell on Here, the soul talks to an illusion, an uncomfortable silence Unfriendly cold quietens the azure; the wind is also on a hiatus In the midst of the day, time stops to infuse some doctrines When silence has some restlessness like the strong undercurrent This uncomfortable lull widens the distance between realities Brooding … Continue reading Time of Disquietude
Stay still, for the loopholes are the nooses waiting to trap the careless one The world may be fit for the slowness of change Transformations that emerge in tranquil amidst the slowly waning day A moonless night’s mysterious glow echoes the sentiments of a forgotten epoch Walk closer to destiny, the paths that are arranged for the lonely feet That does not lead to the … Continue reading Night’s Stillness
A morning etched in hues of smudged melancholic graphite Still! The stillness is quite unusual for a day about to begin its journey A stultifying feeling grips the wind, quite restricted and sombre is the mood When newness absorbs the sorrowful feel and oozes the uneasiness Drips the sky like the watercolour on the canvas painted by a careless painter Uneasy whispers come from the … Continue reading Etched in Melancholy
How horrible the page would look with all the scribbles Never been turned, but always ideas jotted down with fresh ink Ideas may be stale or fresh, they intermingle uncomfortably Not out of harmonious feelings; lazy fingers didn’t want to work Even the fresh ink becomes stale and curdles along with the old Reeking of confusion and drawing the epitome of laziness One who can … Continue reading Unease
The air is vague today, quite restless too What message may have influenced this change? Ashened landscape speak of some mistake Those unidentified ones who speak of travesty Today, layers of gray blemish the words of yore Complex network of stars plot a chance Before that, the mind can’t wander further To retrieve the truth from quivering cocoons Still, the air has to be purified … Continue reading Sense of Uncertainty
Amitav Chowdhury 