No even boundaries, unclear spaces with blurry imaginations, struggle with mundane reflections
Routine thoughts, nothing provokes the mind- they do not stir up the senses, gasping for some freedom
From the forced ideas, the experiences they everyone else has had, incomplete inferences
Obsession with the unknown, the extravagant efforts to trespass time, this warped reality
While reflections have exploited the vulnerabilities, desperation to outperform the ridiculous attempt of inept senses
It’s been a long journey of false-beliefs, embraced thoughts, onerous task to liberate the souls again
Listening to laborious explanations; nowadays, the unfortunate and unruly time, untamed thoughts of wild desires
Reality being distorted with progammed thoughts, adopted with doubts, a volatile space with untruths
-Amitav Chowdhury