Darkness isn’t enough to hide the misdeeds anymore
Light has become feebler, compromised… nothing is sacrosanct
Touching the most intimate thoughts imprudently
Hope has a harrowing definition… defeat is not appalling
Befriending the enemies, chasing away the benevolent ones
Nature’s become scarily silent in the morning
Love has lost that passion… hearts flee because of comparisons
Trying to cope with these unnatural changes
Doubt has every reason to plot a pattern in life
~Amitav