Narrowest spaces may be the surprising passageways to escape
One often wonders about the usual pathways, familiar with the feet
Where the mind is spared the troublesome task of seeking a path
Life in extended metaphors becomes a meandering read
Lost somewhere, the fundamental knowledge, their interpretations
Consciousness resembles a spider’s web, strung in a wily pattern
A lot of noise, inaudible abuses get trapped; an unreasonable clutter
Promises of freedom is a shrewd idea, defined and diminished
~Amitav
Another brilliant and thought provoking poem. Thank you Amitav! I appreciate your artistry so much.
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Thank you so much, Andrea!
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Very lovely.
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Thank you!
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