All this Time 

All this time those thoughts that occurred were never comfortable with the heart

Coming from hearsay, simple soul believed in every little story 

When the mind was not allowed to essay anything beyond stern narrations 

Time spun weird destiny that spiralled uncontrollably 

Now, feelings have become uneasy and fraught with complexities 

Pen believes in depths of soul and plunges with belief to bathe in purity

~Amitav 


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