Lack of sense in sensible things- all things have been grouped
It has become a thing to stretch the groups from the sycophantic amalgamation
Of all things, emotions and their being is also at the centre of controversy
Scarce reflections, creepy deflections, foul breath torment the blooming ones
Painted alluringly, the colours of subservience steal the independence of eyes
Garrulous groups gather to gossip and gesticulate in an obscene manner
Loitering feelings, abandoned senses, dazzled ignorance, and mediocre celebrations
There won’t be a new set of senses to bail out mediocrity too soon
Offensive breaths, uncouth language, verbiage, and accumulated nonsense
Stories of similar tones, logic, plot, and apathetic experiences are like opioids
~Amitav