We have created paths
Where there were none
Humanity marches on
Roads interconnected
With ambitions
So many crossroads’
Crowd of humanity
Wading though
To reach someone else’s
Destination
Roads shall remain
New crowd will join
Same roads and destinations
It’s time to take
A different route

The moments are solemn
Creepy silence has overcome
Once bustling with creative fervor
Stupefied to silence, words dried up
Eternal spring, at the core of the soul
Lying stagnant for a long time
Layers of **** and algae made it murky
The Muses don’t come to drink from it
There is no music played anymore
Violin strings have rusted and not tuned
Every note wailing in despair and neglect
No hymns, only dirge, is chanted from afar
Solemn moments have gripped the heart
Soul deprived of the sweet lyrical waters
Poet’s aquifer is dangerously low
Waiting for the rains of wisdom and creativity
To replenish the eternal spring
Clearing out the **** and algae
Inviting the Muses again, to visit the spring
And words shall flow with clarity, once again
Music shall reign supreme in the soul

Applauds and Likes is a humbling experience
Poets and friends make a community thrive
Bustling with encouragement and fresh poems
Reading poems has been an eye-opener
Place where Muses visit regularly
It’s a cohesive bond created by strands of each lines
Written by all the remarkable poets and scholars
I reach out to each one of you, with a humble poem
And express my appreciation, for the reads and comments

The first words spoken
May not have been this
Evolved over the centuries
What would we do without words?
They are ubiquitous-
In our thoughts
In our minds
In our expression
In our eyes
In our soul
In the scripts
In science
In the folklore
In the myths
In the mysteries
In the signs
In the poetry
In the prose
In philosophy
In the cave drawings
In the hieroglyphs
Words evolved and added
By the Bards of yesteryear
From whom we have inherited
Many new we have coined
Reading their words of wisdom
Words give solace
Words sometimes hurt
Our dreams have words
And words shall remain
Passed on through scripts
And through oral tradition
Carrying the rich heritage
For centuries to come
Above all, speak words that heal
And tales of mankind's bonhomie!

Be friendly with the fire
Light a bonfire for warmth
Pain and agony burning away
Leaving you with ashes of past
Blow them away with winds
They will carry your pain away
Be a torchbearer and show the way

The depths of this Earth has Treasure
But not everyone is brave enough to
Venture to the dark world to bring Black Gold
Kissing their families good bye and
Venturing into the unknown depths
For it requires valor to spend their life in the dark
Unable to differentiate between the day and night
Only the yellow helmets with lights to lead the path
For they are not lucky to wish upon a falling star
As the nights are spent in the confines of the mines
Spending their energy to light up the world above
The faces smeared black, the wrinkle lines visible
Yet, the smile and enthusiasm is intact
Only fit for a brave soul, to endure the pain
All to feed their families and school their children
So they can have a brighter life ahead of them
For his sacrifice will uplift his children’s future
Most of the days spent in darkness
Yet, the minds are filled with bright dreams for family
Unsure of the sudden disasters that lurk deep down
Braving the uncertainties and all odds
The coal miners are a force to reckon
Or else, many of our lives would have been in perpetual darkness

The day has a beatific smile
and the sun adds glamour
shimmering rays
dancing in perfect harmony
aroma in the wind
intoxicates the soul
another opportunity today
to dance to it's tune

To simplify
It takes lot of effort*







© Amitav (Radiance)

Wrapped with the blanket of darkness
Listening to the medley of insect songs
Flashback of the day’s events playing
Repetitive script and the same actors
Interspersed with very few comic relief
Jaded sameness and the futile acting
Going through the motions everyday
Night does not inspire a new plot
Looking at the quietness of the night
Gives some solace to the hurried life
Trying hard to script something new
Surrendering to the night for some hope
When the curtain will lift within
Revealing the dawn of a new beginning

Dangerous pursuits of the heart
Through the rough terrains
Life’s edges are exhilarating
Hanging from the faint hope
Breathtaking view of the uncertainties
Never a boring moment
Life that comes with exciting moments
In the pursuit, one may find treasures
Away from the humdrum
There may be fewer travelers
Dangerous pursuits are for the valiant hearts

Nurture your fertile dreams
Those are your wings to fly
To distant lands and beyond
Enriching the earnest mind
With the folklore of mankind
Dreams meeting dreams
It can take you beyond Ether
Dreams help you meet
With the higher consciousness
Dreams give you wings to fly

Dance to the tune of the soul
The music, no holds barred
The rhythm of the heart
With a pulse on the moment
Pulsating bodies entwined
Slither in unison; moments frozen
Time takes a backseat
All illusions shattered, only pure emotions
Delving deeper, to the warmth
Cocooning each other in tight embrace
The arms exploring and encompassing
Till the hearts beat in same rhythm
Finally, the moment of truth

© Amitav

The night has descended on Earth
Beauty of the darkness, enlightened by the full Moon
Inviting me to join the quiet revelry
As, Nature’s musicians are orchestrating the beauty
Through music, so ethereal, heard only in quietude
I step on to the Nature’s lush carpet; I am engulfed in ecstasy
Angels and Fairies mesmerizing with their beauty
My heart beat falls into the rhythm of the night
I pray to the Moon, let me drink your purity
Rid me of all the negativity and pain
Been thirsty for a while, shower me with your every drop
As I lay bare, I am elevated to a new realization
Night has never felt so inviting and tender
I pray the whole night, only to be absolved of all pain, suffering and negativity
To the Moon, the Fairies and Angels, I owe this new beginning

Always looking around
Every day events unfold
In front of our eyes
And beyond
World is spacious
Abode for us
Why things happen
As they do
Why not any other way
Do we know all
Or, are we in the know at all
What we try to find
May not be there after all
We are on the fringes
Yet to be in the core
Are we afraid of depth
Or think it’s an abyss
Where we will get lost
We look around
Yet we can’t see
What eludes our senses
Just a thought
For us to keep looking
We maybe mirroring it
Without knowledge

If the world’s a stage, we are the poorly rehearsed actors, who are expected to, always play to the gallery.*- Amitav

The honey bee, drunk on nectar
Does a Waggle Dance!
You can’t separate the ‘Bee’ from ‘Honey’*




© Amitav (Radiance)

In the garden of poetry
Blossoms many flowers
Seeds planted with care
Holds varied experiences
Flowing ink helps germinate
Each seed to raise their head
To see the light of day
For us to tread among them
Experiencing their beauty
At the valley where poets reside
There is never a dull moment
Weaving night and day
In an intricate design with words
A garden of dreams
Surviving through the ages
A safe haven for all poets to gather
Where echoes words from the soul
Words flow through the garden
Nurturing the seeds of imagination
Which will bloom again and again

Create not barriers around you
So high, Love cannot transcend
And your Heart shrouded in gloom
Fortifying the mind, form its beauty
When Love comes seeking you
It will be spurned by the wall around you
Leaving you a prisoner in your world
Break away from the shackles
And let Love rule over your heart*



© Amitav (Radiance)

I kept looking at the clock
Counting minutes and hours
Here, time carried me away
Relatively, to a distant place
Finding myself a stranger
Mind delving in past hour
Where time stops for none
But the clock had stopped
Seconds seemed an eternity
Abracadabra! My mind was tricked
Believing, I could manipulate time
I kept looking at the clock

Your actions are
Like a boomerang
What you do
Comes back-
Good or Bad

Quenching thirst with
The last drop of hope
Now, the weary traveler
Treads over the desert
Waiting for an oasis
All in sight was a mirage
Soul dried and crumbled
The sand tombs
Became the abode