Days do not breathe anymore
Swaying with gloomy feelings
Shaping the mood of humanity
Piteously watching the changes
Once, beauty was promised
Now, only the offensive screams
Emanating from the sullied spaces
Fewer communications these days
Rushing towards delusional dreams
Scoffing at the idea of patience
As much feeble consciousness feels
Unfairly the days have been treated
Punished for the unworthy dalliance
Raconteurs have been silent for long
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 