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7.0k · Sep 2020
Holding the Hand
Arindam Barooah Sep 2020
Fingers loosely interlaced,
caressing the flesh
cuddling the palms
brimming with pristine emotions.
I feel subtle touches
tender, warm, responsive.
Certainty intertwined
commitment gently placed
a promise of keeping knitted.
Something runs deep through the veins
affectionate racing pulses.
With hands clenched
and walking side by side
we vow a journey of acceptance
forever and for always.
1.5k · Feb 2021
To my brother...with love!!
Arindam Barooah Feb 2021
Muddled yet accountable.
Sober yet lively.
Impassive yet doting.
Mixed bag of traits
define him.
Bowlful of big hearted fondness
he carries to embrace all.
Conviviality and amiability
are his favourite words.
Pile of rendezvous,
easy reach outlook,
entangles him in a maze.
Still an apple of everyone's eye and
quite a loved soul.
Being you and always there,
with joy I proclaim,
cuddling happiness and ease.
Best of our camaraderie,
brimming with our fond memoirs
is yet to be savoured.
Attachment and affection remains,
Love, regard grows each day, to remain forever.
Blessed to have you brother, friend!!
1.4k · Dec 2020
the heart lies awake
Arindam Barooah Dec 2020
uneasiness encore
tearing at the seams
all over me.

presence scruples
as your absence haunts
in the reality.

desire ignites
longing burns
bringing out passions deep within.

I feel
I strive to feel your
breath
whisper
touch
voice
essence
an undone trail you left
lingering every nook and corner.

the heart lies awake
flurry of excitements await
to quench the thirst of lustful longing.

you come to sew up
the undone you left
to enslave with your charms
to take my breath away.
459 · Oct 2020
Love, untitled
Arindam Barooah Oct 2020
I drape around
tenderness in graceful,
emotions painted
clear as
black and white,
holding the soul
all I can try and
proffering the same feeling
the way
I must have felt,
the purest and the most beautiful.
But do I get that feel
of the heart??
Must have seen and heard
Never have felt.
435 · Dec 2020
Thank You 2020!!
Arindam Barooah Dec 2020
Let the empty hands
embrace humanness and composure.  
Let the ebullient heart
thumbs belief & conviction.
The year enlighten lessons
of effacing unpleasantness and woes,
settling between bad & good.
Treasure the memories we came across
and be ready with wondrous love.  
Thank You 2020 for being the ebb & flow of life.
257 · Feb 2021
Humanity at Stake!!
Arindam Barooah Feb 2021
That flaming evening,
their lives were at stake,
Humanity was at stake.
ended up in a,
brutally tortured and tormented.
They were bared, forced, left for dead.
They cried, pleaded, screamed.
Yet not a flicker of emotion sustains.
We protest, sob, mourn.
We hum, sing, shout slogans.
But cannot feel the pain and agony,
they had been through.
Every mark made on them,
on their body, on their soul
are reasons to ponder on.
You not only ****** out of hunger,
You peel their imaginations like a shell,
decays their soul, emotions,
ruins their dignity, gravity, life.
Those scars can never be healed.
I feel abashed for being a Human.
I feel sorry as being a noble Native.
As I can’t make the grade to bring
a change towards Humanity.
I plea, I bid...
Stop such sinful infamous act.
Your mother, your father, your family
can also be a victim.
Our call for justice should not be disdain.
Heat and fortitude of the rouse mob
has to mould into consequent actions.
Condolences to all those victims
who have fought their battles for life.
245 · Dec 2020
Trapped Soul
Arindam Barooah Dec 2020
I unfurls to sail,
stretching my arms out.
Gust of ecstatic emotion surges,
silent agony fall to pieces,
torn & tattered.
I seek floating away,
unlatching imprisoned soul,
fleeing deep dark abyss.
Pity and regrettably,
I don't feel free.
I am wingless.
Silent, constrained, caged
trapped for life.
159 · Jun 2021
an alloy of two facedness
Arindam Barooah Jun 2021
In a world brimming
with artificiality, with falsity,
a parched heart pleads,
a sombre soul cries,
to put a stop to two facedness
Sometimes I pretend,
sometimes I speak.
Sometimes I am the stooge,
sometimes I am the striker.
a chameleon in disguise
amid an alloy of ostentatiousness, a loud confusion.
We have to heal our unhealed wounds though
just to flourish despite thorns around.
Accepting is the only choice to ease the unreal
and look forward to better days
as this world is all we have.
132 · Jun 2020
a Requiem
Arindam Barooah Jun 2020
In the thick of happenings,
an air of melancholy surrounds me.
Footsteps echoes of a dear soul,
piercing my deep dark heart,
doleful, withered, haunting.
For now, this is my requiem,
reverence, recollections, thankful
with a wistful smile.
114 · May 2020
I am Dehing Patkai
Arindam Barooah May 2020
Greetings, Human!!
I am Dehing Patkai!!
I wish you're in fine fettle.
I too wish the same for myself,
alas, I couldn't!!
I fortuitously overhear something
that might sabotage
my substance,
my identity,
my flesh,
my elements.
Am I not being kind and worthy enough?
Am I not being able to fulfil your necessities?
Am I not giving solace and allowing nature's peace flow into you?
Yet, you plunder my soul,
because of your complacency and avarice.
Why so insatiable?
I am not able to sleep,
I am not able to respire,
I feel restless,
I feel agitated,
I shed tears,
I wail because of many cuts and incisions,
I might be felled,
I might be torn down.
Destruction might leave me soulless.
I am for you,
You are for me.
Your walks into me vivifies,
your touch enlivens.
We together bridge symbiotic relationship.
Don't let your greed ruin
our sanity,
our harmony,
our biodiversity.
Please stop these atrocities
I plea, Save me!!
Save yourself!!
Save Dehing Patkai!!
The Poem is about a Rainforest, Dehing Patkai in Assam, India also known as 'Amazon of the East' which is now in grave danger due to excavation for coal mining work sanctioned by the Govt. of India
108 · May 2020
Sillage in the Mist
Arindam Barooah May 2020
I still hark back,
the silhouette you etched
against dimming mist.
I Inked,
an impression of smoke breeze
your cigarette leaches.
I still behold,
that cajoling demeanour,
in a gathering haze,
yet a hunch,
facade masked in pretence.
I still embrace
that oomph sillage,
lingering in mist of heat.
I yearn.
I still do.
102 · Aug 2020
In search of Epiphany
Arindam Barooah Aug 2020
I woke cold,
just when loneliness caressed,
unkind and unfriendly,
as in life unfolded in a series of sombre events.
I woke hesitant,
just when uncertainty tickled,
muddled and confused
as in life was lost in circles of iffy.
Drifting slowly into insight,
I had a sudden epiphany,
just when my mind slipped into composure,
interspersed between moments of stillness and emotions.
73 · Apr 2020
The Confused Me!!
Arindam Barooah Apr 2020
Hilarity surrounds monotony,
Originality surrounds plagiarism,
Certainty surrounds dubiety.
I go round in circles.
Sanity is questionable,
happenings ridicules reality,
mirroring self in shambles.
Am I a stooge of quarantine,
inhibiting the vehemence of reaction
all equipped in a blaze of glory!!
68 · Apr 2020
Amid Isolation
Arindam Barooah Apr 2020
Every dawn, I inflame,
in search of you.
No touch.
We unfold via feelings, empathy.
We speak our crave intimacy with sight,
we adore the world so beautiful and nature at peace and quiet,
we barter curiosity of freedom.
Amid isolation, I fathom,
is the reflection of me I painted,
gawking at my insight in solitude.
66 · Apr 2020
Songs of a Poem
Arindam Barooah Apr 2020
A mere feeling
of imaginative or elevated thoughts,
intersects mellow melody.
Poignant, vivid, subtle
entwined into
soul of songs.
An inkling enunciates,
emotions trickle as fluent.
On second thought,
Are songs and poems the same?

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