How you could take your mind to a distant place to dwell on
Here, the soul talks to an illusion, an uncomfortable silence
Unfriendly cold quietens the azure; the wind is also on a hiatus
In the midst of the day, time stops to infuse some doctrines
When silence has some restlessness like the strong undercurrent
This uncomfortable lull widens the distance between realities
Brooding eyes try to interpret the uncanny nameless feelings
Even a rustle can startle the scared soul- eternity’s eyes open
As another time descends softly over the persistent disquietude
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 