Grappling with time and a world that blooms in an astral pattern
Occasional dreams of the truth that bends the reality of this existence
Minor jolts along the crisscrossing fault lines, like a giant palm showing the fate
Mapping with the universe in the most dense night of trembling fear
Dreams are replaced in the hysteria of a transforming reality, sleep is still a delusion
Eyes have imprisoned the plans to alter the landscapes of the future of human realm
Beyond that exists the restlessness of an existence that confuses the dimensions
Tremors unsettle the rhythm of the conscious plane writing a new consciousness
More hysteria emerges from a catastrophizing world with minds is disarray
~Amitav Chowdhury
Amitav Chowdhury 