Even if I have not written something, it still exists
I cannot refute its presence
By filling the pen with unknown ink and maligning it
The eyes may desire so many unfulfilled dreams
While the heart may be residing somewhere else
Unaware of all the commotion surrounding life
The beats cannot be unheard
Faint, exploring the idleness of a faraway world
It is not necessary the world will know what you seek
I may be visible in this reality, but still unfamiliar
To many, for there are too many images to compare
Few eyes glance at times
Occasionally ask about the roots, it’s a curious world
With a simple smile, I can hide my true identity
Until I am sure of finding the root that unwritten truth
I am sure it exists, but the pen may not be ready yet
~Amitav
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Everyone has their own truth, as lopsided as it may seem at times. Everyone’s
logic and truth is subjective to their reasoning, so I have to be open-minded to all altered states. Love Plato’s Cave as an example.
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Well said, Glenna. In fact, I had written a post on perceptions of Truth; here’s the link- https://amitavchowdhury.wordpress.com/2019/01/05/what-could-the-truth-be/
Read it whenever you have some time. Do let me know what you think.
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