Entangled

Caught between the true reflections and illusions

There is a danger in adjusting the perceptions

According to the crafty mirrors creating apparitions

Life settles between the wrinkles- reminiscing quietly

Toiling away during unearthly hours; till the last breath

Tricks the clocks to move toward an unsure reality

Of all the abysses, the one of fearful nothingness is perilous

Unaware of what life will be beyond the passage

Every day, the growing tiredness of the streets and people

Wrapped in an uneasy pervasive thought

It is the dizziness that worries, then comes waves of blurriness

Rushing forcefully toward life; breaking the will

Of people who believe in solitude and shuns the coercion

Again, the strong reflections overpower the trend

Growing discrimination and platitudes are exposed

~Amitav