Fading

As many footsteps are wasted when they are do not tread the intended path

Many words are wasted while translating borrowed feelings that aren’t friendly to the tongue

Every morning without a feeling of purpose sunshine fails to illuminate the dodgy labyrinthine ways

Expressionless face try to articulate the degree of knowledge in clinical approach

Stigmatising the products created from wildest imaginations of futile thoughts

Depleting the energy of life while repainting the dull dimensions with artificial colours

~Amitav