Do not look for simplicity with a complex edge
With shining example of wily disguise
Glint of cunningness shrewdly dissecting minds
Waiting to pounce on those insecure moments
Frail links wish to survive continuous prying
When thoughts spy on the heart over time
Learning about the preferred sentiments
Close to the soul, they bring solemn intervals
Surrender to simplicity with pure intentions
Conscience won’t feel distressed in narrow chambers
~Amitav