Mere pawns between the collision of time, the constant side-effects, persistent lethargy
Low-cost extravagance, the inferior, the magnified complexes on a highly reflective and reactive mirror
There is no bonhomie, jealousy, the degrees of it, sets apart personalities- the inner demons reveal the aberrations
Accepting the distortions of a truth loyally has had a long lasting impressions of vigorous contradictions
Stubbing out the latent rage, so distinctly nurtured, is growing into a tribe of gargoyles
Nothing mythical about the passionate rage of humanity, history’s been trampled and monuments desecrated
Unrepentant assault on souls pale in front of the fiery degradation, ashes will remain, blur the visions
Establishing an alternate reality beyond human endeavors, save sacred spaces, the universe’s warning erase diabolical desires
The insignificance, the weaknesses, even the infallibility is a twisted myth
-Amitav Chowdhury