At the end of the day, only those words remain
Which were picked up casually from passersby
Unknown context, the origin of thoughts, and language
There is plenty of vagueness in fragmented communications
What challenges you to settle the puzzle?
Tiredness sets in and a night ruined by incoherence
You may be waiting for clarity
By creating an entire world from these stories
Some of them may be insults from a frustrated man
Carrying resentment against the world
Turning his back from the little dwelling
Every day, following the routine- between destinations
Connected by a crowded bridge
Somewhere quiet, away from all the noise
Experiments continue, to make life complicated
Can life be comprehended in a laboratory?
In a controlled environment
Creating an uncertain environment- a cocoon of theories
Wiser lives in penury; away from the experiments
Accumulation of experimental modernity
Slowing the frequency of consciousness
Inventing trouble and inviting them
Unable to disconnect from the experimental network
Probably, even sleep is induced with artificial dreams
~Amitav