The unexpected glare of a morning disperses the gloominess
Life is easy with the simplicity and not much curiosity from passersby
Keeping track of time feels immoral when life just wishes to pause
Leisurely looking through the haze of humanity, not an infantile fantasy
A search for some promising visions, if possible for the feeble consciousness
My desires may be incoherent with the acceptable moralities
I can still try to seek out the possibilities of reimagining the entire plan
With new colours and dreams that have transcended the limitations
~Amitav
