How long one cradles the words with heartfelt sentiments
Before one can allow them to grace the blank pages
Looked after by the talisman of revered ink
They are not alone; intrinsic reflection of eternity
Walking along with an element of cheerful nature
Translating the unsaid in an illustrative manner
The world may not make sense always
But the words that carry these sentiments are true
Continuing with innocent narratives
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 