Following the shadows of unknown forces
Temptress impresses with an alluring gaze
Chase, the traces of some provocative dream
Desolate path, but a nonchalant heart walks
Towards the sentried gates of pandemonium
Woken up by the cunning gestures
Turning away from paradisical reality
Even an oath was taken in haste
Chaste senses were charmed by shadows
Spirit of this Earth never speaks of them
In hushed tones maybe, the darkness does
In veiled voices, the choices are presented
Celestial shifts create mysterious islands
From which intemperate dreams are born
There’s none to sympathise with loneliness
A mysterious path ruled by the shadows
Lingering uneasiness walks through the gate
~Amitav
Penned beautifully
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I love that I found you once more. Such rich deep mind and meaning
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Thank you so much. I am glad you liked this poem.
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