Untainted time was never here to stay for the precious moments
Kisses woke up harsh desires before the parting became a reality
Life becomes a rallying ground for the anti-emotional uprising
Not that life becomes tainted, it’s the feelings that impregnate it
Streams of woes never think of the eyes that feel for a grievous world
It gazes at the tumultuous scenes in chilling loneliness
Parting with untainted times is never easy; ask a mourning heart
When life is birthed from the unsettled destinies
The muffled ache is consoled by the bitter soul; it’s a compromise
It’s not for thee to yearn for a spirited time, for, it’s inclement weather
Only remembrance of a time that once was untainted
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 