Held back, somewhere in an untraceable world
Widened eyes dream- the landscapes remain unaltered
Untended, because it has been forgotten
One can roam around as this nature deems appropriate
Time differs- dissimilar ways the clocks behave
To welcome each day with an unfeeling reality around it
Struggles of people who are unaware, but feels different
It occurs, sometimes late in the night, like a stern dream
The feelings remain; inappropriately alters minds
Like a gyre that threatens to uproot everything
A reality lurks at an uncomfortable distance
Eyes may conclude hastily, but the heart still feels sluggish
And the soul contradicts everything like an Oracle
It is too late- silence cannot be translated in a void
All have been judging life from a feeble knowledge
Books that were written cannot be held convincingly
Erring sentiments obscure the omniscient language
Everyone speaks in a contemptuous voice- a final judgement
Time stands still, the faltering journey continues unabated
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 