Of being Stuck Somewhere

Sometimes time is like an emollient 

Sometimes it is like a furious knife 

The places are blotchy from harsh lights

Weather is not fair either; clingy mess

Curious, jealous, and highly corrosive

One has to endure that too

Heart feels like a guilty tenant

Not able to pay the rent with feelings

That can ameliorate some of the pain

Life feels stuck like a crude needle

The board feels wobbly and irked

Bearing the testimony of painful moments

Looking for that angelic moment

Across the confusing horizon 

Life stands like an unrepentant thorny tree

Afar, the verdant valleys appear dreamy

Dissonant voices and unclear purpose

Scraped by the thorny branches

Time feels stuck and extremely arrogant

~Amitav

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