When nights aren’t dizzy because of the unreal silence
Oppressed days give a new meaning to life… not a pleasant one
Believing that we can outrun the natural occurrences
Wearisome communications lessen the interest in the stories
It is a perpetual descent from an exalted position
Comforting with the delusional facts, and falling into a delirium
Vague understanding- all that leads to the forbidden
Worrisome anecdotes are written and shared extensively
A motionless existence seeks a revival of honest desires
Losing the cadence, and trying to find a meaning of existence
Nights are stubbornly silent during the curious events
~Amitav