A deceitful darkness
Immigrants from the trenches
When the lack of creativity is unimaginable
Dissatisfaction is not compatible ,
The shadow of luminous flux, it’s impetus

Men of femininity in the unseen light
Some kinky portraits,
Light of knave
Maybe a van in exile

There is no metamorphosis poesy in motion
Fervidity of cecity
That’s the simile of amenity

Go back to the aloofness of the worshiper
relieved within the gloom;
blind eyes ,
Tell me
Leave to meet ?
The unmarked gravestone of the poet’s beloved !

© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury