The light had been intoxicating for quite some time
Losing their lustre, as speck of lies cohesively form a screen
Selfish air is breathed unknowingly
A difficult embrace for the lungs to endure
Eyes are lost between the worlds of light and dark
A compulsion for every heart to have a definite answer
About life and its nature; such oversimplification
Exalted over the circuitous talks
Editing the nature of life
Intoxicating feelings seem to be waning
When lights are switched off
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 