How fascinating the day would have been if there were no untruths
Dreams could have pursued the golden hues and chased eternity
Time has pranked us into believing the entire narrative of subservience
Our will imposed on nature too, and the yield lacks the aroma of the wild
Inherent will has been altered by the malevolent instructions
Compelled to believe in the limitations, weaknesses, and fragile hope
Practised walking with those burdens, and never to have sensed freedom
From early days to the end of days, the routine continues till death
~Amitav