Like to believe that changes do occur
It feels unnerving- their intentions unreal
Certainly, it will change… raise concerns too
As if like a premonition; senses crawl
Beneath a fearful body worried about being
Amidst fearful weather funnelling down
A deep chasm of discontent- insatiable hunger
Always arriving at an incompatible time
Posing danger and obliterating resistance
Wrongful turn- a fate entwined in turmoil
No one is nature’s ally, purest changes die
Withering feelings, deserted hearts yell
Unwillingly embracing uneasy changes
~Amitav