Diminishing

How does one adust the vision according to the day’s demands

Is there a scope, even a slim one, to provide some promising image

Considering the light has not been tampered with

Some intentions of the darkness’ have been duplicated since

What is that liberty of thoughts that you speak of

In the stale breath, that speaks in some offending language

Clearly, it is a pitiable state that no one can imagine different

There is a violent disagreement over the diversity challenge

Inconvenient convenience shapes the reasons

Now there are many avenues to propagate degenerated thoughts

Staying relevant by deliberately stirring up foolish minds

Who never think, but follow the trend- always in a herd

Seeking possibilities and taking chances with the daring acts

Diminishing visions, utter turmoil, survives unabashedly

~Amitav