The world blinks, it’s momentary, even evades our consciousness
Shadows slink and move towards an oblivious horizon
Skipping a beat, the heart beckons the mind, a timid response from an hyperbolic instance
Without realizing the shift in instincts from the overburdened reality
Nothing is realistic, noting down some variety of deviance
Rising degrees of conflicts, a perpetual delusion off the hazy landscape
Feels unreal, but how they have made us believe in the unrealistic truth
Blushes of embarrassed days soon turns into pallid moments, for us to carry on, follow the shadows
-Amitav Chowdhury
Amitav Chowdhury 