Love is altruistic; survives disdain and elements of vicious change
Have the heart slept for too long and wandered too far away from feelings
Since there is no courage to salvage them from being transformed forever
This secrecy that is sought and murmurs to inexplicably dilute the thoughts
Colluding with the dark and painting every sensitive layer with such hues
Nature’s mirror reflects the ghastly details of errant plans that exist
Not shameful of breathing the same air that is being viciated everyday
Such unrepentant delinquents cast a shadow on other noble intentions
~Amitav
