The pain, an architect, a construct where I have had to lose myself
Looking for a way when reason fades and seasons vulnerable to the times
There are no wrongs, I have not chosen left or right, a diversion that I created through the facade
Being on a journey, but dragged back by memories
Every single moment, starting early isn’t enough; wish I find the strength to cope with delays
Unkind time and harsh climes, the freedom on a leash, but it’s also time to unshackle
The road seems to me an illusion, visits my dreams; my longings wake me up to travel
Keep myself closer to my dreams, I hope not to lose the momentum; take me far, I want to breathe freedom
-Amitav Chowdhury