Not Vacant Anymore

Vacant spaces, feels weird, when there are plenty of hopeless thoughts

Waiting to occupy the serenity and tranquility in a rapid movement

Initiated by that chaos; imagined by restless minds, during antithetical time

Feels ordinary at first glance, but their baneful desires are undercurrents

Flowing dangerously through the underground passages, creating deep fissures

Grinding against the silence, the indiscriminate decay is a premonition

No one can trust the vacant spaces anymore, not even the vacant heart

Asking for some reprieve- after all, everything goes against nature

~Amitav

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