A strange feeling sweeps my consciousness towards another reality
Feels alien here, the silence that I absorb makes me realize a truth
O Heaven! It’s been eons that I have distanced myself, for my experiences were like a mirage
Staring at the time I had spent, now they appear rare, like a mirage
Perspectives of fractured dimensions, the sins of differences between me and my soul
The repetitiveness of existence has halted now, now I am nowhere, in the womb of great nothingness
Escaped the fatal errors of externalizations through warped time
Only the whispers now, they stabilize me, holds me, feels more natural, like the primordial birth
-Amitav Chowdhury