The subliminal stirrings arise from a darkness
While lying down in the deepest recess
Light becomes meaningless- from an unknown world they come
Long before darkness held the hand lead the way
Towards a lonely world, not fond of the tireless talking
Difficult being closer to a soul at during faint times
Busied with other unnecessary conversations
Forlorn love has the longest shadow over the dwelling
Wooing the darkness in the hope of a different pursuit
A false world takes over to speak of a dim reality
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 