Stuttering solitude stares through the brushed panes
Night’s child eagerly wishes to feel the innocence of light
Azure facade burnished with divine essence of consciousness
Pure heart attempts to look beyond the doors of worldly dreams
Lingering cadence permeates through softness of firmament
Cold feet and hands want to embrace the first rays
Soul reflects the coolness of nacre through resplendent aura
Wakes up life with hope and gratitude and mirthful feelings
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 