Waiting Longer- Hope Etched in Horizon

Longer nights with uncomfortable dreams

Appear those apparitions, looking at unconscious soul

Surprisingly, the mornings swiftly enter with another chapter

An emptiness so flushed, an irritated soul, tired, still fumbles 

Fewer birds to greet nowadays, forlorn trees reminisces the past 

There is a disconnect; an urge to retrieve the truth died

Probably, an early winter can hibernate life- hoping to transform

Only if Springs were beautiful again, unblemished and vibrant

Those magical blooms, divine aroma can cure the soul

Love can be there in eternity, more passionate and truthful

-Amitav Chowdhury