Reticent Dreams

The forsaken truth lieth under an enormous shroud

Weird wildness, the clime ascends towards an unknown realm

Obscure images lure the eyes through an unlit space

Unfamiliar with the dullness of this intensity, vision feels mislead

An idea of toppling the truth has become an obsession

Lonesome sky flares up and surges ahead with rare fury

Outspread time becomes insubstantial- the pause is stifling

If the images decide to collide and disintegrate into infinite pieces

Boundless magnetism of the bottomless world churns life

Who dwells there, none can gauge the identity of their intentions

One cannot feel the images of other travellers through layers

Sighs are lost somewhere in the shadow of a crumbling world

Weakness cannot be disguised in the entire episode of revelation

~Amitav