You have bestowed me with the indelible ink
And the pen dipped in it, flows effortlessly
Writing passionate words, in the pristine white
Pages, which are the canvas, of your faith in me
The supreme surrender to my muse
And I have been gifted with the freedom to emote
My inner feelings, completely exposed
As you are me, and I am you, our soul coalesced
As the passion has reached a crescendo
And the final ****** has reached a frenzied culmination





© Amitav (Radiance)

From your love fountain
You offered the charmed drink
Only to be intoxicated
As I slowly drown in you





© Amitav (Radiance)

I remember when I was in the hospital and I didn't sleep for two days straight because I swore to god that if I did the demons would step out from under the bed and seep into my head.

I remember when it was three am, and I was shaken awake from the girl three doors down shrieking from the night terrors that her mother embedded into her skull with her fist and a belt when she was eight. But, they were then stored away until she was thirteen years old and a man swore that he'd beat her if she didn't cooperate. So, now they hide during the day, and creep back up when the sun falls.

I remember when I witnessed a boy unintentionally scratch at his skin until he bleed for an hour because the voices inside of his mind told him that if he didn't hurt anyone else, he would just have to hurt himself. and he swears he'd never hurt anyone besides himself.

I remember when I met a girl who had cuts up and down her arms and legs from when her mother told her she'd never survive the world because she isn't good enough. But, I swear to god that she was the strongest person I've ever met.

I remember when my roommate stayed up all night rocking with bloodshot eyes and deep purple circles underneath of them because she swore that if she slept the monsters inside of her head would crawl out and bleed into her soul.

I remember when the boy five doors down hit the wall so hard that it shook the entire unit because he hallucinated a man and a little girl trying to strangle him, and he swore he could feel the noose around his neck.  

even through all of this, for some odd reason teenagers think it's lovely to have deep scars and to hear voices telling them to **** themselves and everyone around them. I swear, nothing is lovely about demons eating at your brain and thoughts.

I remember when it was four am, and I was up weeping from the fact that people think my suffering is lovely.

I can swear to you, it's not.

What is life?
Is it a given time before death?
Or a blessing after pregnancy?
Is it simply an adjective that describes a living organism?
Or an insult, such as "You have a horrible life!"
Is it something I don't have?
Or something no one has fully accomplished?
What is life?

You may feel, your voice gets lost
In this vast universe, amidst space
The wind, the trees, the birds, and animals
Are, all listening to you patiently
The mountains, seas, rivers and creeks
Along with the wind, takes your thoughts
To the most remotest and distant places
The sun mitigates the pain with its brightness
Rains are your companion, when your heart weeps
Winters are there when your emotions are frozen
But, the snow preserving the ‘real you’ intact
Spring is the harbinger of hope, and flower blooms
In the garden of your life, coloring your hope
The canopy of stars light up at your success and love
The moon serenades the lovers, caressing them with love
So, your voice may not be heard by us
Every word you speak, becomes a part of nature’s folklore
Testimony to all the events in your life; happiness, sorrow
And in times of neutrality, you are covered in a time wrap
The feeling of loneliness, is momentary
When you absorb nature in you, and nature absorbs you




© Amitav (Radiance)

hey sailor you've been away too long
she's had time to forget all about you
in her favours lies the sea devil
and it's his attention she so craves.

lets all go to the ocean's bottom,
down to drink red wine
cos under the water
no one's to see if you're sober or drunk

she takes him that expensive *** you bought
they dance all night dizzy on spirits
like you never would,
and he can't resist her

it's okay I'm sure you never really loved her anyway.

If you want to be heard
      *Listen

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

Her soul was clenched in the hands of distress
The feeble screams were reverberating in the dungeon
Not even the faintest light were allowed to entertain her
Till her soul regained the power to scream
Only her soulmate in distant land could hear it
As everyone was oblivious of her agony and suffering
Defying all odds, the soulmate reclaimed his Love*





© Amitav (Radiance)

The lover’s wounded heart bleeds silently
From the invisible cut, that runs deep
Lacerated by the steely disdain of the lover
Her world revolved around him
Now, she is bereft of any world, but pain
Slowly, the maimed heart leaves her incapacitated*




© Amitav (Radiance)