Detachment

Untainted time was never here to stay for the precious moments

Kisses woke up harsh desires before the parting became a reality

Life becomes a rallying ground for the anti-emotional uprising

Not that life becomes tainted, it’s the feelings that impregnate it

Streams of woes never think of the eyes that feel for a grievous world

It gazes at the tumultuous scenes in chilling loneliness

Parting with untainted times is never easy; ask a mourning heart

When life is birthed from the unsettled destinies

The muffled ache is consoled by the bitter soul; it’s a compromise

It’s not for thee to yearn for a spirited time, for, it’s inclement weather

Only remembrance of a time that once was untainted

~Amitav

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