Morning wakes me on a wintry morning At the last hours of darkness spilled Whispers of the universe with new messages For now, darkness will be dimmed Weak light conceived from the unknown reality Known to me, but distant and shines bright Fresh visage with roseate glow gives hope Warm embrace of silence assures the soul To be awakened in slumberous world My desires have … Continue reading On A Wintry Morning
When thoughts are feverish and the winter melancholic All the emotions curl up within, a rare display of trust Everything is touched by lies and stories unsuitable for the fainthearted Without fair warning, the deep covers of lamentations hide feelings Trickled down, whilst went unheard for a long time Someone authorizes the forceful surrender of the pure emotions Taking over the consciousness, as if it … Continue reading The Prolonged Winter
Barren silhouettes rest on a dreary canvas Receding reflections of a stormy event Silent abodes after a respite from the storms Soul composes a melancholic tune -Amitav Continue reading A Poignant Note
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
One never sleeps over the whiteness Mute feelings seem to quiver…strange moments Unfamiliar warmth fills the room, a new energy Daring to wander and imagine an alternate world A future may have been lying idle for so long Neither the dreams nor the silent contemplations yielded Here I was looking at the expected paleness Yet, dreaming of a brilliant path through the old passage Supreme … Continue reading Hope Is Alive
After a prolonged recess the winter is like a familiar guest Fleeting thoughts while rarely journeying anywhere A new world has emerged from another realm, not anyone’s dream Hoping for a pleasurable goodbye and waiting for another time Peaceful overlap of fresh colours, wiping off the dreariness Unable to bear the absence of frolicking moments anymore Childhood reminisces have been more frequent these days Waving … Continue reading To The World
Some chills are insufferable No warm feelings can suffocate them They thrive in the coldest time Grips the soul in a timeless stupor Dreams fade in the intense haze A bland and bitter evening Then the night becomes fiercest Wake up with trepidity Jolted by the numbness Sinking emotions try to stay afloat In an weakened state of existence Trying to deal with feeble energy … Continue reading Tasteless Time
How efficiently I will try to find some meaning in the unfruitful and harsh silence and declare that all that there to it is the meaningless rumination. Some seasons gather, putting way their differences, just to deceive with a false narrative. I will be diminished by time after being dominated by it for most of the awake moments. I tried being resilient and pressurize my … Continue reading The Bleak Time
Eyes want to rake in the wintry feel before retiring Before sleep changes the course of flow through reeling darkness Declining the entry after the windows and doors are shut The advances of declining perspectives stop at the stairs Faint knocks of phantom times that emerge from condensing melancholy Through endless highways, they rush towards a colossal attraction All the fashionable words would quieten as … Continue reading Before Retiring
How kindly you hold on to the cold As if your dear feelings are settled deep Gliding those words of comfort, but they freeze You try to warm them further Whatever you can gather from the scant weather Even the dwindling fire from your soul Just to save them from the harsh times It aches, it does; you hide it from the world You loathe … Continue reading What the Winter Holds
Amitav Chowdhury 