Slaying those feeling out of hatred from ignorance
Incapable of climbing the ladder and reaching for remote feelings
Cradling the emotions of truth, waiting to be discovered
In every crevice and depth they hibernate, waiting for the curious eyes
To find and befriend them without threatening their existence
Unfortunate, so many feelings becoming rare from unrefined behaviour
Inciting jealousy and vulgarity to wreck the sanctity of creativity
When contemporary becomes regressive and gets entangled in its wrath
Inferno of hatred consume the soul of art; a rapacious act
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 