The Chances

That which is being sought by the assembly of blurry dreamers

Know not, the possibilities of the world that dawns

Not even contemplating about the probabilities

One thread that is being held on to, now unwound from the spool

Chances of the daily thoughts getting entangled

There are myriad changes blinking feebly for a while

Like the ephemeral dreams across the unfortunate landscape

The behemoth sleeps till the deeds reach their ears

Chances are, the warning bells will be disconcerting


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