The peaceful thoughts, tired and failed, slumps resignedly Cannot complain about the effort to suppress them It was the daily reminders of how too much romanticism fails A world corners them repeatedly They bury themselves in the soul Peacefully, away from the accusations and suspicions No one would have understood them Only the magnanimous soul who understood their language The delicate moments unable to weather … Continue reading Forgotten
Pummeled by delusional imaginations A world wakes up in the confines of a disturbing secret Nothing feels new and freshness has a mildewy feel Flattened senses can only feel so much Feeble pulses of the being wake up with rage Coming closer to the feeling of an oppressed life A violent lie lives through the raging veins Punishing the punished- fighting demons with demons Preachy … Continue reading Forgetting Troubles
We aren’t safe behind walls, but we are safer if we trust each other and accept the differences. Storytelling can help all the voices to contribute to humanity’s story. We can all listen and understand our purpose to become aware. The fact that we emphasize the differences and colour them with our illogical perceptions is an impediment to building a bridge to connect different thoughts. … Continue reading We Shape our Future
The forceful creases hold the feelings that have been twisted mercilessly Folded against their will, they can only wait patiently until the emergence About the folds of the mind where stress accumulates after the experiences Communication disintegrates, trust depreciates, life becomes brittle Grandiloquent plans grotesquely imprint the designs across households It is a sinister plan when the rewards are doubled for being ignorant Banking on … Continue reading Between The Creases
You cannot shape the mirror by hammering it The desire to alter the reflection and reactions Rattled by the truth, the pounding is in haste Hate; the tendencies to abuse and overpower Even one’s own reflection- the mirror is sacrificed Horror! When the world remembers the abuse Scars everywhere, yet there’s no remedy It’s not hunger, but some deep-rooted anger Subjugating life with terror; cries, … Continue reading Ignominy
Looking for permanence in a world that firmly believes in rapid erosion of moments Briefly held near the eyes, before they are taken away for reasons unbeknown to man It difficult reading hastily changing faces and holding on to slowness during times of urgency The killing of desires is a violent act too; “But it’s only desires being slayed”, says a stoic voice Searching for … Continue reading Impermanence
When the house is a stranger The doors are unwilling to allow a visitor Windows speak of woes; that frosty feeling all over It does not keep away trespassers Foul intentions to peek and invade Ransack like maniacs, the strangers within are aloof Walls shudder and the rooms feel violated Strangers meet strangers, ready for a tussle Emotions have already been plundered Now profanities do … Continue reading Strangers
Amitav Chowdhury 