The day’s wrapped up in unfamiliar thoughts
There’s not enough freedom to manoeuvre and seek the scattered feelings
Some strange whispers from the dark foliage; echoes of unheard voices
Little inclination to branch out and reach for this moment
Lunar mood still prevails across the slumberous day
The little spark within fails to brighten the unlit contours
Wishing for a powerful charm of the universe to wake up life of earth
Before memories age and mind fails to recognise their sensibilities
Numbness isn’t delightful for the heart that still wishes to live
Waiting for the first signs of stirring from the lackadaisical day
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 