How Long? Enough to Think

How long can you slouch over the morning and try to repress the lights

Sitting erect may become an arduous task due to the immense burden

Of the unseen worries, the imagined times of turmoil, and scant hope

Dreams that were seeded never had enough opportunity to germinate

Feels, like the flickering horizon, is trying to communicate frantically

There’s never enough room for the contradictory ideas to settle down

Images framed with guilt is the ultimate worrying sign of existence

Closing the windows and shutting the doors tight isn’t an escape

~Amitav

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