Time finds peace during the most chaotic phases
Insufficient feelings perceive the moments to be unyielding
Inescapable are the distorted imaginations, effects of a sleepless mind
During conspiring days when dialogues are untrustworthy
Contemplated by wild conjectures, trying to devastate the souls
Aiming for the imaginary successes of high strung nature
Crumbling objects are becoming dangerous projectiles; the facades are not safe anymore
In one corner of an eccentric space, entirely surrounded by mystery
Time is indifferent here, exists like a reality within
Embracing me like a mother holds a frightened child
-Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 