Words that were born yesterday unable to face the harsh lights
The constant glare, stare, is a scare for the unsteady and discontinuous
Efficacious time probes them for being there at that moment
When they should be nurtured with care before incoherence can destroy
It is unfair for them to be sowed along superficial furrows
Upon them, the persistence of life’s heavy thoughts are a burden
Wrongfully arrayed, arrogantly, prematurely, before they can stand firmly
Withstand the harsh realities of criticisms and constant speculations
The world of sceptics are overbearing, garrulous, and utterly impatient
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 