Was thinking of creating ripples but the creases on the tracks reminded of troubled resistance
Moving ahead with a desire that is opposing the transgressing sentiments
All might spent on defeating the delusions and preparing for impending trials
Vices cannot be wrapped in robes woven from troubled fabric, and failed artisans
Cannot paint with brilliant hues, the scenes only depict chaos and dereliction
Forbidden ideas overflow from the deepest caverns more generously
Getting caught in the stubborn folds that has harassed the traveler everyday
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 