Losing the day too early amidst a chaotic tide
There is no time to gauge the moment and gaze beyond
Stricken with melancholy, the ill-gotten sentiments rule
Unseen sunlight in the clouds burn like trapped embers
The day loses momentum as offensive debates rage
Glaring reflections on tranquil rivers are harsh reminders
Clocks die down one being caught between flagrant time
Uncanny isolation by strange distances and lingering distrust
Fear of intruders visiting with a disguised intention
Day flickers with conspicuous fear and conspiracies
Growling belly of this earth erupts in frenzied echoes
Leaden life losing and loathing over listless days ahead
The fragments will be exploited, swept aside with disdain
Stories spill over from fearful storytellers- listeners stunned
~Amitav
Beautiful poem and title too. 🙂
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Thank you, Deepa!
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Amazing Poem!
Keep the Amazing work going!!
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Thank you so much.
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Welcome!!
I would appreciate support on my blog too!!
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Will visit your blog!
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Thank you!🌟🌟
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