Skillless-A Poem

I’m skillless while trying to elaborate the ordinary
Find less exciting drawing the usual reflections
Of an excessively adorned mundanity that life is
Storing the emotions in some forgotten dark spaces
Learning the foibles of love that cannot endure the comparisons
Eulogizing the empty sympathy with tedious speeches
Dressed by time, the garish overtures of striking the age into perspective
From the persistent emptiness and fragile emotions, a craving for the unreal 
Being skillless while being submerged in a strong mendacious wave

-Amitav Chowdhury