If we could really see
How many can really see through the barriers?
Only the loudest colours appeal to the eyes
There is that trembling within
Warning of the misguided brightness
Painted over all the lies and misdemeanours
Time corrodes the surfaces
It takes patience to see the misfortune
Over which the dreams were resting
How many pause to see even that?
Repugnance on faces and uncouth words
Waiting to trample over them
The feelings and the will to see
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 