The truth does not change with the sunrise and sunset
It is there, omnipresent; visible to some, felt by others
In there, deep somewhere in the being, when life is quiet
Sometimes when the day fades and transforms
Into a celestial beauty; there, look into her eyes
Angelic, cryptic, and shrouded in mystery of that truth
One cannot deny but defy at the daring insistence of others
Voices that emerge from the busy cauldron of evil
A perpetual ritual of evoking them from the netherworld
Infernal desires that singe and starts a pandemonium
Forgetting the sweetness of that truth that was about to be told
In an angelic voice, but the futility of it all; called inimical fate
Turns that divine moment into a phantasm- cursed times
One who is faithful to the silence and patiently waits
For the truth that is omnipresent and expands the consciousness
~Amitav
Beautifully written “ The truth does not change with the sunrise and sunset” so many thoughts combined in this line
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Thank you so much.
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