‘Twas the disarranged thoughts unwillingly present Assigned to delve into them, but days feel toilsome Clings to the peripheries… prophecies of a future Overthinking promises a solution- fabricated thoughts Constant friction does not smooth the journey Overt promises fall apart… surrendered too much Wise words appear to be fake; mysterious ways Expectations become ominous during forceful times ~Amitav Continue reading Failing to Rearrange