The Spirit Endures

Difficult reading the sentiment of the wind

Its free-will is disconcerting for everyone

Sometimes like a nemesis threatens the existence

Jovial and talkative… woods enjoy the moments

Frolicsome whispers echo across valleys

Following the monotony of a routine… the expectations

Weighs down on the born-free spirit

Barely listening to each other’s feelings anymore

Only trying to decipher the hazy silhouette

Voices dissolve frantically in the created chaos

~Amitav

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