When alone, away from the commotion, the paradoxical loneliness
I do not abuse time; being burdened with it since the first breath
Chasing the intense mirage, but dreams just turn into sands, buried deep there in the midst of nowhere
No moral compass, but morality wrapped around the mind like a punishment
I am not alone, all along, each soul has acquired the cosmic magic, but remains neglected, dormant, till the clocks stop reacting
Seize the moment, allow the freedom to be alone, I might have been late, but now here, in a space, loneliness is enlightening
-Amitav Chowdhury