Initially, colder the dusk may feel
Thoughts reflect through ripples of teal
Evening guest has dreams in the eye
Sentiments of eternity does glorify
Tyrannical lights cannot upset a rhythm
Hum fades away and a soul can fathom
Proud silence comes closer to reality
Unknown whisper pushes away the frailty
Glory across the sky painted with love
Blessings of a soul fulfilled from above
Looking afar at a night of ascetic nature
Tranquil robe saves a soul from clamour
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 