Mostly that has been gnawed by the ignorance
Dull images of barren branches
Parched territories still breathe for existence
Waiting for a miracle- apprehensions are real
Time has been deserted due to the confusion
Consciousness dangles precariously
The ferocity of the intense wind blunts contours
Ages have gone by without remorse
There is only stifling narrowness and flailing echoes
Scripted chaos turns into an eerie reality
The reasons for the unreasonable are perplexing
Carving out meanings from the meaningless
Choices have become impulsively alive
Their stealth presence and ferocious guerilla war
Imaginations of wild nature and deviations
The course now runs after they are castigated
Fear is the only presence without a doubt
~Amitav
