Overpowering silence survived the chaos
Feeble stirrings disguised their feelings before dawn
Waking up lonely and empty while greeted by mundane mornings
It was the wickedness of time that restricted any passage
Emotions stopped reminiscing the missed opportunities
Some paths never meet but come closer at a bend
Different travellers determined to reach a destination
Wary looks and hurried greetings are escape routes
Delayed aches still churn the soul with known stirrings
-Amitav Chowdhury
Amitav Chowdhury 