If not join hands in reverence, then, does the raised voice demand
Instead of greeting the fortunes that were inherited, they are plundered
Slips off the slopes of ignorance into a greedy abyss
Unprepared, unthoughtful, unrefined- the coarse thoughts make it impossible
To exist along the tenets of existence; now, speak of broken promises
The canopy of falsehoods was never meant to nurture sanctified thoughts
Played with the ghosts, instead of looking for the stars and celestial message
Chasing chimera through the aberrations, aggravating the pain
Agonising moments needle the soul- heartbreak, pain, shattered dreams
~Amitav
