Striving to locate the truth with unfair measures, dramatically reduced imaginations
When false images were imposed over the reality, lost in the quagmire
It is suffocating that I have to adhere to their ideas when I want to control my own being, my desires and imaginations
Tiresome it feels discussing from a vague perspective, of truth stripped of its character
Reality slipping away the more powerfully they try gripping it, strangulating the essence of existence
Upon which ground do you stand? A monumental loss, after all, you all stand on blessed ground
Life reduced to a traditional morality, viewed through an warped screen, hallucinating over fallacious dreams
Scraping off the layers of consciousness, drowning in a sense of overpowering antithesis; misdirection of lost journeyers
-Amitav Chowdhury