Curtains lifeless, the bed indifferent and less caring to the supine body
Eyes startled, and maybe a little lost too, survey the sharp corners of the room
Contrasts bring out the disproportionateness of a life that is yet to come out of a reverie
At times like this, the senses are half-awakened, but the mind is quite frantic
Searching for that meaning beyond the discrepancies of an unequal life
It is difficult to assemble all the doubts of the myriad senses that are distant
Enticed into this dilemma about the reality of a room and world outside
Probably, the unknown intruders sedate the senses before manipulating
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 