Time is not Right

There is a predicament- when I think and take too long to speak, the essential time says, “goodbye”

When I hurriedly pick up those bits and pieces of opinions and create a hasty narrative, it stays

Even it is for a while, the ears are comfortable listening to something familiar

Feeding the communications with deficient logic has been the mainstay for a while

How they run away from a grave matter and formulate a new normal of tormenting cliches

Every day, the similar tones set the mood for the rest of the day, and trouble others

Shuffling between ashen territories, the verdant valleys are either forgotten or heard in folklore

Tired of the overt display of arrogance and unsettling behaviour from a misdirected journey

~Amitav