With Nothing On

Experiments with unsteady reality, in it but not without

Exposed soul gets spasms, an oft repeated journey through some diabolical tunnel

Primeval spirits still unawakened at this hour of vulnerability and grave insouciance

Challenging each other to get entangled into a dystopian pattern

Those who slow down or lack the passion to indulge in fornicate with untamed delusions

Social pariahs, “aren’t their conditions mentioned in bold, in psychological analysis”

Who can foretell the ways to save the naked emotions of a world abandoned by love

Life isn’t green, truths aren’t crunchy and healthy, vagaries of seasons are scarier

-Amitav Chowdhury


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