Refulgent

Weird kisses in ostensible of heart
Piercing conviction
That dim light,
Whose conundrum is the same

In fine, A self emptiness -------

spatialization!

The blind mirror in silence
Some unendurable bodies
Safe from combustion

Fade is an connivancy
Pen down,
In letters, The novel is still entombed

Essence of stoic
The ache of the womb of literature

©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Tears of ink

Some of my time, Diminished
When I miss your pain
As natural abortion on my mother’s birthday

Exhausted silence is gone
I’m back again,
meteoric

Just an attempt to draw a void
Which the mother has acquired

©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Wooden spoon

Across an unwary courtyard
Inexhaustible elements

Although, The inseparable emptiness is where it comes from

A blind vizor of inward,
The remnant is a true bearing which has no symmetrical radiance

Something perdurable
An unexpected way to be sure, reciprocal
Substantial of nifty

Laid down in the Coffin
There is no precision that is mete

Precis, Uniqueness is the potty poetry

©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Porn ink by author

My pen is missing
In the darkness of the afflicted and solitary night
Haven’t written anything in a long time

To be an unrehearsed treatise
a poet is inexistent by denudative

a lost of theory is that determines
In the last letter of a dead cadger
Ink of down earth

© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Intercourse

From a endeavor fervor
There are soliloquy tombs of hiatus
Allure of Copulation,
fugacious, enigma of a cursed bed

Kismet is no longer Spanless
Loneliness of Nexus

Let’s go to the earth
For emptiness of evolution

Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

My Death : An abrupt path

When I’ll kisses to my mother’s wound
Oddly, she was born in
As the quest for diversity is mortality
I feel so

The flame of the burning candle is no longer in the stream of life,
indefeasible of Exequies

I’m leaving
Away from the galaxy

Aeon of demise
After my death ,
I’m going to find my Genesis in silence

Something is written in memorandum
Earth is pervading to love

Last day of viod
I’m Passing the passenger

Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Cut it

An unwary gal
retardation of way
Before leaving,
Her existence was unprecedented

The endangered stone fell from the cliff, Premature ejaculation

Something is a bit
after a long time, perlustrate
Inaction, goes on the door

The last bed without me
Any is , Consummate

The inexhaustible form remains the sempiternal too

A late Cecity with the impolicy

Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

Sin of Stillness

The lips of an outcast river
Ache, procumbent of love
When you come to me

Tombstone;

Whatever is left after leaving
Something’s gone though, viod

touch is an indelible sensation of inamorata

Heartbeat

I’m the siner of love
callous dream of death

Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury

From womb

A bundle of law, Misc
rue of expiation,
Towards a subject of the opposite and the same
Far away from the division of Archeology
maxim downwardly

Pen down,
Whence a integral part of the preface

Some of theory
Link out the door, asymmetry
You’ll get a lot of words

Yet, the bourn is a bordel
For infliction

Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury