Surprising glimpse of rustic images
Sleeping city in the foetal position
Dreaming of a primeval world
Continuing with the traditional sleep
Vanishing haziness expose the pureness
Longing of the soul arise at predawn
Fading of the artificial barriers
Cleansing of an overused canvas
Crushing so many desires and colours
Imploring everyone to identify them
Subjugating energised pure imaginations
Concealing truth in deceptive designs
Darkling landscapes escape punishment
Timing of dawning gives another hope
Cursing no more only simple pleasures
Looking at the emerging rustic images
~Amitav
