Life pestered with cryptic messages
Isn’t it a ploy to deceive?
In a cloak of esotericism, the suspiration of a wilderness unexplored
Shaping moods of sorrow; a feeling of inability to grasp uncertainty
A visage created, with the eyes probing the soul
The preserver of another world dawns upon a gloomy world
‘Tis the stubbornness and impulsiveness causing grief
Truth sounds vulgar to the ears listening to unrestrained baloney
Magnifying the faults of nature by those who fault every day
Trappings of mistakes and cryptic messages
Faultlines are waking up in the upheaval of time
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 