Yesterday was inadequately explained
I have to carry on with today- the sweet and sour distractions
Simply bowing to the persuasion of time; time and again, the incorrigible one
There’s no respite from the unflattering moments of rush
Simply, there isn’t any simple reason to unfollow the hastening world
Roseate moments diluted easily in the harshness of a strict sun
Should one forget the happy hours so soon under duress?
When joys do not blossom and their aroma is absorbed by gloom
Out of the celestial mould, the misshapen things are a reminder
Regret the past, forget about the fallen ones and their sacrifices
Whispers become like those little thorns that burst the little dreams
Without the adequate explanations, the journey seems incomplete
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 