Random Lines

The random lines across the silent zones

Unworldly patterns of the mind trying to explore

Other dimensions of existence; in an intense adventure

Tropical emotions raised from the landscapes

Often, the nighttime is the best phase for mishanthrop

Elsewhere, there are streams of other sentiments

Channeling the rapid changes along the course

Sometimes fierce, sometimes docile, lost in phases

One does not have the perfect time to meet reality

Excusing the identity away from difficult illusions

Time has become the way to squander away chances

~Amitav