Trying to Learn

I do not have the luxury to not learn 

While walking on thin ice after I drill the last full stop

Whether I am willing to survive the deep chilling waters

Of darkness, a void created by the lack of sincere words

To holler, with passion, about the turbulent emotions

The world may not come rushing, but a lonely hand can be a saviour

What’s in a hollow scream and life within a great void

Where words will be scarce and rarely interact

Mind arrested by that bubble and grubbiness of shattered antiquity

Deceiving those particles and looking for an escape

Trying to learn to survive the ever-changing world

~Amitav