A greater portion of the day is not translated at all
We assume, react, and wait for the favourable responses
It is not about the day being dwarfed by the inclement time
No! The day is just a day; it should not be heard with patience
Even the summaries are terribly narrated and rushed through
Why lift the consciousness from the wailing moments?
Drown the day too with commotion and lead it through a secret passage
Towards a doomed world where the incomprehensible tongue orders
Surrender at the first hours of enthusiasm and glory
Deviated through myriad manipulations towards an early end
It is not only the casualty of language but also heaps of sentiments
Reminding of the past that block the passage with stubborn layers
~Amitav