It begins with a struggle, every day, it is a challenge
Not to be smothered by the reflections and perceptions
Mirrors unclean bears the torment of past
Fretful thoughts are eager to occupy a drowsy mind
Truth and lies, illusions and reality, hell and heaven
Caught in-between- wobbly bridges won’t allow a safe passage
Deep inside, there is a turmoil, feelings spill
Into an emptiness- embrace so chilling, a soul shudders
Morality hinges on feeble consciousness
While the world is content with a wild chase
Here, time stops; struggles a soul with timeless problems
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 