You are not thankful now
In retrospect- time travelling in earnest
Future coalesces and the tautness of being pulled backwards
It’s a fate of empty promises and unhindered apathy
Incessant words overflowing to drown and obliterate reason
When now is not beautiful, the pull is excruciating
Every dawn listens to the ungrateful speeches
Beauty of being shape shifts with demonic intensity
Touch becomes a curse and memories become serrated
Features do not reflect modesty anymore
Indelible marks of insanity debilitate the mind
It may be a less pressing issue for unaware existence
Finally, every disguise is blown away
Nakedness feels the wrath of Nature’s elements
Now will be repeated and the past will be the future©
Every dawn listens to the ungrateful speeches – I love this line Amitav, it creates a picture in my mind.
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love this one- your a great poet friend
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Many thanks to you my friend. Very kind of you yo say so.
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