The thoughts arise
But man cannot think themselves out of them
Defective patterns, daily trials, by an unknown force
Nothing can be discussed anymore without the volatile responses
Eager eyes, not anymore, lascivious visions
Looking for the darkest hours to evoke unsettling dreams
The thoughts arise
Man cannot rein in the urge to imagine
Provocative and out of control
Typical replies, a culture that has been numbing
To each other they lie, disguise in the most appropriate way to deceive
Condescending consciousness
Boasting about life imprisoned by machines
A world that is developing a destructive brain
Adulterated feelings infect the essence of life
There is nowhere to hide, no plausible excuses
Open chants of unawakened souls, of revenge and rejoice
The thoughts arise
-Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 