Is there a tree where different types of fruits tempt you, but there is that one fruit missing, the one you love the most. You remember the tenderness, the succulent feel that satiated your soul. Yet, this tree crowded with fruits, burdened branches where crowds rush in, as if this is a miracle. One tree can yield so many different fruits, but the hunger for … Continue reading Observing the Tree
Words bloom later, seasons and poets have drifted apart Poetic emotions lose relevance, like a lost child in a busy street Far away from home, mixed feelings about the indifferent world Where is that romanticism of life? Ossified heart have fallen into a deep chasm, feels no more Love does not pulsate anymore; it’s a ritual, a mere symbolism Comparison with proximity, but there is … Continue reading Lost Poeticism
Trying to dissolve the past moments in a chaotic time At the dwindling hour of another year that will be a memory Though it will be tough to place it amidst the bygone years Difficult chapters and an unbound manuscript written in muddled ink Another shelf hastily crafted from the decayed wood- sun hasn’t been kind Neither has poetry flowed generously from the subdued poet … Continue reading To Another Year
Now that I do not interact with time The last remnants of an era eroding fast Memories get anxious to settle down Early fluttering of melancholic light Euphoric darkness transcends resistance Of human efforts become feeble and tame Time conspires with unknown forces Every rising of the Sun is still a reminder Uneasy waking amongst uncertainty Convoluted thoughts creating the future There will be a … Continue reading Interpreting This Time
Obsequious obsession with opaque dreams Ocular distortions and oppression of objects desirable Oratory failures reverberate through the speeches Orbits shrunken by the alarming intensity Orpheus disappeared along with the beautiful creations Oaken cottages empty of any inspirations Obscene transformation of once verdant landscapes Obdurate consciousness is like a hurricane ~Amitav Continue reading Onus
Consulting a watch interrupted by an evil time Once upon a time, the world resonated with it On arrival of darkness or light, it worked fine Shadows mesmerised by the sound of used time Oblivious of another reality that lurks around Some unknown age inches toward the world Transformation of an invisible reality happens On the deliberate chronology of eternal dreams Is it another world, … Continue reading Other Time
As much you would like to deny the interconnected truth, a strong disruption in the mind negatively influences the perception. A blurry identity and weak consciousness start floundering; disconcerting discrimination persists. -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading The Interconnected
There is a flaw in our thinking process because we believe that glass is fragile. It shatters and lacerates the reflection, the images we hide from, and the reality of the prevalent world. The weather if filtered to give those eyes a false dream, or a changing canvas that represses the feelings and voices. None can gauge the health of glass, and its transformation to … Continue reading The Flaw and Reflections
Amitav Chowdhury 