Dwelling on the differences inspires more differences
Indifferent I try to be amongst the urge to waste more time on them
Some unknown energy turns into this formidable enemy
I become smaller, but my mind expands rapaciously
A distorted image; not the fault of the mirror
Misshapen reality has carved me out from my being
This is not me, but I am living comfortably with my antithetical nature
There is a compulsion, an inglorious surrender
My differences are not mine, but they are like deep contours in the mind
Not the usual darkness, but there seems to be a greater conspiracy
-Amitav
Simply brilliant. Love the choice of words here!
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Thank you so much, Rahul!
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The differences seemed to have carved a niche…and they seem to talk to you..either way..you evolve…like the void in it..
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Thank you for your comment! There’s so much to process in life. The ephemeral and the void that may be like a delirium, but also a realization.
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Yes…true..and i am amazed almost every second…thanks for sharing your thoughts..
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Oh such a lovely piece of poetry! Powerful message 😀
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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