For them to be buried with their thoughts is probably their fate
At times of shrewdness, when the time is shaped like a rapier
Severing the last ties with those thoughts; once meant the world
Now fate is spiralling through the black hole
The conversations die unnaturally, and languages become frail
There will be a time when humanity will lose this trail
Of stories from memories innocently gifted by the storytellers
Inundated by the fragile objects, the world seems burdened
2 thoughts on “Fading Fate”
Beautifully done Amitav ! Lovely write .
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Thank you so much. Synchronity will reveal it.