Early Pathos

Not thought of anymore, abandoned feelings murmur still

Stirrings of an ethos from which this present entrapped me, into silence

Forced me to promise a silence in this chaotic world; still I enter the faint space

Feels heavy on my soul, many voices, their resonance pure, although everything has changed

My silence has shadows on a moonless night, but I may never dream again

At the mercy of time, forgotten, yet I am present, within, but without knowing their pain

Faint senses with me, part of my identity, I have to stay within, adopt timeless silence

-Amitav Chowdhury

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