Birthed are copious narratives of the tempestuous world
Thunders incessantly to create deep fissures around
Keeps awake the fear in so many houses where Spirits curled
Dreams are trampled in their nascent stage lay bare the wound
Distressed echoes travel to the darkest corners of netherworld
Weakening sunlight unable to defeat the persistent gloominess
Morning pallor transforms life as incessant tirades are hurled
Tottering steps and unfurled laments lead to unruliness
Blinded by the urge to usurp power and tarnishing spiritual world
Mean flashes ignite the world and expose numerous fiends’ puniness
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 