Forlorn

Chanceless wandering while seeking across the abysm

Time is irrelevant and reviled by the wicked darkness

Back and forth, the thoughts are tumultuous waves

Alone in the alternate eternity so craftily replicated

Foundation of abeyance grips the feet aggressively

Sky dissolves and a membrane of falsehoods appear

Amateurish seeking through the deep and shrewd alleys

~Amitav