Words be damned, they can hurt like hell, even the vacuous ones seem to carry hatred Unaware minds, they feed on them, make them even more deplorable You know, when darkness can be darker than you can imagine, the words can sound like messages from hell Like an unlikely creativity at work, misguided by some apparitions, easy to fill in and distort them, hurt, more … Continue reading Mere Words Hurt
The blunt silence is so unnerving I’d rather welcome the haphazard imaginations Let my mind overthink and not lament the lack of words Allow me to wander; I can tirelessly add the many layers Complications of imaginations into the tapestry This universe is magical and mirrors quantum reflections -Amitav Chowdhury Continue reading The Blunt Silence-A Poem
Yes, I agree, there is not much space for silence Often, I have to let go of that tranquil moment Trading appropriate words; prices are too high They feel uncomfortable due to the rushed deal Unaware of my thoughts, whether they can adapt To the new kind of stresses and aimless flow Of my temperament and idiosyncrasies I had to sacrifice silence to acquire the … Continue reading I Still Have That Doubt
The fonts of the earth are esoteric; a language of a more conscious nature rarely resonates with the commonly spoken ones. Such a language does not clamour for space and has the essential rhythm of the universe. The language of such clarity do not congregate at a place for long; they dissipate into the ephemeral reality. Only keen senses have the ability to read and … Continue reading The Esoteric Fonts
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
Of softened night comes the light of cosmic rendition Fills the heart with eternal hope under a canopy of doubt Fascinating feels the elated feelings, a reason to celebrate In the time of inkless thoughts where words feel the void Kindness showers of eternal light bathe the darkness prime Songs may be heard of the luminous visitor who heals Time to surrender to the dreamlike … Continue reading For the Night
As you ponder over the pages and curl them in your imagination Eared blank sheets are put to sleep with a monotonous lullaby Already, the lulled words in the mind take a retreat from the view Eyes do not care to intrude when the pages are arrested between covers The pen moves further away; the dried ink forms a crust so dense Where is that … Continue reading Some Analogies
How long can one nibble at the hollow words? Even the insects change their course when the hollow pass leads elsewhere for interesting food Powdery remains of those words float around on spilt ink An unwilling pen won’t satiate its thirst with it, for fear of clogging its senses Last drop of feelings are overused, and the dry patches of pages aren’t impressed Choosing between … Continue reading Hollow
Does communication have any philosophy or we communicate just to express our need to be heard? Usually, the narratives in society are like a long chain of words woven with various feelings that emerged from different situations. Situations actually act as a stimulus to gather appropriate words conveying our feelings to the best of our ability, based on our cognitive ability to comprehend a situation. … Continue reading Salient Communications
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