Eventide returning to the darkness again, another surrender, lonely soul sighs
Time takes a pause before hiding the shadows; a quiet existence takes over
Repetitive goodbye’s, tired soul reminisces the vanishing memories
Darkness reverberates through the altered existence, a coexistence of reflections and contradictions
Forced dreams are boring, better still, to stroll the deserted paths
No hurried movements there, not even a whisper of influence
Heartbeats calm, no rush to take the dreams towards oblivion
-Amitav Chowdhury
Amitav Chowdhury 