Without the Words

When the words fall off from the mind

Only neglect, and heaped with offensive unrest

Reverberations of an antithetical tone

Hunger of the soul becomes stronger

There is no chance of filling the void

Underestimating before understanding

There is a hurried mindset that races unsafely

Critical, clinical, cynical, and controversial

A compromise too fatal; one unable to fathom

Entire being sobs acerbic tears 

Confidence, a pale shadow of all weaknesses

Words wiped off; the language is empty

~Amitav

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