‘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
Amitav Chowdhury 