Words convey the feelings
They are humble messengers of a mind
But when the mind is in turmoil
The words are misshapen in the grind
They lose their clarity and feelings fragile
Edges of words sharpen with conflict
Inflicting pain as they drop in the heart’s chamber
Feelings run haywire amidst the hollows
Echoes the pleas of a soul in distress
Words are mangled further with ambivalence
Life spirals and the fine tendrils of nerves cling
For a moment of salvation from the Universe
Eyes convey the shrieking silence
Dilated pupils reflect the state of nervousness
Trying to summon the courage to take refuge
Propitiate the Elements and call it a truce©
Amitav Chowdhury 
Thank you, Amitav! I recently received a difficult to understand e-mail from someone I care about. This piece helped me reconsider the e-mail in the context of the turmoil that person’s life has undergone. I needed to see the words through that lens, so that I could be compassionate.
This piece provided tremendous perspective for me.
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I pray that everyone can face the challenges of life and emerge a stronger individual.
Thank you, Tanya, It really feels good when my writing can be a positive guide.
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