Do I Choose Anymore

On which side of reality I would be in

I speculate on the truth of reflections from life

Often the arrival of dreams are tied to time

Nothing honest exist in the inexplicable illusions

Razor-sharp gaze barely trouble the superficiality

Untimely interventions perforate the moments

I cannot hold on longer as I witness their escape

Interwoven existence in the acquired realm

Not enough space for me to imagine freedom

Everything changes without my consent

~Amitav

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