From the Noises

It takes time to emerge from the predicament of being drowned in noises

Since the day passes with an impatient passion from the palpable uncertainties

Noise drives the soul to a corner, thus, arise the need to reason frantically 

There is no time to pause or repose under any natural place of peace and quiet

Untimely breaths do not wish to rhythm with nature’s tranquility

Hurrying through the path laid out for the flock of ideas to trudge along unwillingly

Even at the time of evening’s arrival, there is little to time to pause and admire the transition

Weaknesses align with the noises of creaks and breaks in the foundation of an abode

Twilight fails to lighten the gloom, but night rushes in with the darkest cloak across the land

~Amitav