Reality does not cease to exist or shrink to cede its responsibilities
As there is always a special effort to shrink it between warring minds
Sit here, along with the child, who witnesses the adult indignations
That which every day has to offer, as a gift, to an innocent child
Suppose, there are no substitutes for the imbecilic marauding of dreams
Not one ounce of repentance of entering their dreams to do this
Seize their perspectives to replace them with numerous counterfeit ones
No sense and continuing eagerness of nonsense to define actions
Promises of primaeval truths, somewhere lament the course of life
All the disorderly characteristics of bliss and misshapen reality
Compels the child to scamper towards a fast approaching darkness
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 