The Prolonged Winter

When thoughts are feverish and the winter melancholic

All the emotions curl up within, a rare display of trust

Everything is touched by lies and stories unsuitable for the fainthearted

Without fair warning, the deep covers of lamentations hide feelings

Trickled down, whilst went unheard for a long time

Someone authorizes the forceful surrender of the pure emotions

Taking over the consciousness, as if it is a treasure to be plundered

Love nothing, feel nothing, these are dark days of mayhem

Adulterated sympathy influences the narrative of a multitude

Unusual unfriendly nature as life is exposed to harsh weather

~Amitav

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