Flaccid ideas create a trail- an uninspiring landscape
Mere selfish thoughts are wound tightly; a strenuous life
Jealously burns longer than the lights of the day
Singes the beautiful night too- dreams run away
Life is a mere formality as it stretches feebly over a reality
Poor language emerges the only means of communication
It fails- only misapprehensions and failed relationships
Carnivals of mindless frivolities stir a lusty euphoria
Nothing of the intellect but dreams of ogres become truths
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 