Rare Moments

When Time springs to life and I feel that I exist, in a reality still preserved

It’s rarely true when life is not defined by common approvals, only if I trust their agreement

An escape from the common desires, not tired anymore from the compulsory contracts

Constructing a dwelling out of pure freedom where I can dream

Suffering from perceptions is not my deal, and I do not jump into chasms of delusions

No knows the cure for an insufferable reality weighing on the soul

Yet, strong hope of courageous currents give glimpses of paradise

Curing myself of the intricate lies and paradoxes; feed my from the cornucopia, replenish my soul

-Amitav Chowdhury

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