Let me feel the enchanting melodies of whispering breeze

That blows rhythmically leaving behind the scars of vicious life…

Shakil Ahmed, a renowned poet from Assam state of India, shares his poetry

Shakil Ahmed was born on 31st January 1969 at Badarpur, Assam, India. Since his boyhood days he has been engaged with social works and writing poetry. He completed his master’s degree in English Literature from Assam University, Silchar, Assam. He is the chief coordinator of a reputed philanthropic organization ”Hitaysi’, working for the marginalized community. He started his professional life as an Assistant Professor of English. Since his boyhood he was an ardent lover of literature especially of poems. Ahmed’s creative world is aesthetic with philosophical aspects being pregnant with both mundane and universal perspectives from every corner of life. Among his published works “Whispering Words” is notable. Poems of this anthology proved his keen association with imaginative works. In the Anthology, he accurately presents the solemnity of the poem in the jingle of impossibly beautiful similes, imagery and composition. He sings the ultimate triumph of love through universal social behavior in happiness, sorrow, laughter, tears, separation and reunion. He has portrayed the immortality of love in the construction of the body of the poems. His another book on poems “Rhythm”, a collaborative work with Sankar Sarkar, is full with philosophical views of life. He endeavors to make every single one of his poems smile with a breath taking quality right from the opening line. Music and rhythm of his poems illumine the heart of the readers breaking through all stony obstacles of mundane world. His notable book of poems “Echo of Love”, a collaborative work with Lalita Garcia the Head of the Department of English at Taguig City University, Philippine, is a spectacular anthology, replete with jubilation of romantic love. His latest Anthology ”Journey Together: Cross Border Poetry ” is a collaborative work with internationally acclaimed Bangladeshi Poet, Author, Translator and Corporate Governance Specialist and Researcher Shakil Kalam. His upcoming anthology “Quest of Love” is full with poems of romantic love. He has received many awards and certificates for his writing poems and social works. Most recently his work has been recognized with “Kazi Nazrul Islam Birth Anniversary Award 2022” from Sahitya Patha, a global literary group.

Kamakhya Temple in Assam – Wikipedia photo

Elusive Life

Let me feel the enchanting melodies of whispering breeze

That blows rhythmically leaving behind the scars of vicious life

Unseen, unnoticed and without a tinge of sardonic smiles

When life bumbles and wobbles facing hostile and belligerent fate

Life seems venomous embracing contentious.  

Jerk of absurd time

Life becomes a bitter cup of deceit and resentment of buried lies

We pine for an enticing embrace while traversing the paths of lonely life

Tenacious soul yearns for elusive heaven where peace pervades with bliss of life

We seek to take refuge in the land of harmonious tranquility aglow with splendid life

We long for halcyon and bucolic life in the ambience of serene and relaxing respite

Revealing ancient secrets of mystic and phenomenal life

Our life is almost a blank canvas without tinge of refulgent colours

Swaying like a rhythmic wave of perilous and treacherous ocean

Without repose of precarious, rugged and threatening life

We are like weary travelers standing beneath

 The colossal sky

Waiting for the Clarion call to surrender before the mighty death.

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Basistha Mandir, Assam – Wikipedia photo

Dust of Time

My sorrows are buried beneath the latent dust of obscure time

A mystery always pervades underneath the blanket of intrigue

Fragments of nostalgic memory beckons me towards the belated and departed time

Shadows of upsetting and sordid past haunt me like the tentacles of octopus

I often discover myself in the ruins of vicious past like a riddle of cosmic life

Echoes of ancient replica resounds in the depth of colossal time

I wait to unearth the rollicking moments from the bowels of mystic time

Haunting past embraces my jocund heart with its stinging thorns

My breath still carries the aroma of

Enchanting life disparaging the scorns of past

Promise of an oasis still reverberates in my heart like the whirling wind

Denigrating misery and affliction of thousand filthy and vile years

I raise my voice like a roaring lion and strive to shatter the ominous nets of mischievous time.

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Bodo dance of Assam, Wikipedia photo

Lost Life

When veil of loneliness shudders me with its quivering trembles

Fragments of lost life hide beneath the epochs of ruthless time

When nostalgic life lies beyond the mystery of intrigue suffocating my tiny existence

I lament for the echoes of vibrant and cherished soul

Time never embraces the rise and fall of missing dreams

Yet I try to resonate gracefully awesome dreams of bewitching beauty

I strive to rise like a valiant lion from the blanket of dust

With an emboldened spirit I face the quirks of malignant fate

I try to soar above the layers of hazy smoke and darkened clouds

I look forward for the echoes of blasted time confounded with grace of blessed time

I try to spread the aroma of embracing life on the back of sordid world

Pulsating throb of life coaxes soul with essence of unleashing beauty

When promise of life beckons me towards an enchanted world of ethereal hues

I traverse into the world of symphonic rhythm to jot down my subtle emotions

Living lonely in the labyrinth of despondency and spiral of darkness.