Carelessly bypassing reality
As if time has no hold on the truth
A desperate rush, resembles a tornado
Threatening the core of existence
Nothing is memorable anymore
Truths are mere experiments
In a controlled environment
Suspicious ingredients of warped world
Like a double helix being fixed
With new information, a cautionary tale
Of being taught to ignore the signs
Many, many more to arrive, devious detours
No one remembers anything
The deliberate anomalies between time
Missing links, messing with consciousness
Palpable delirium grips the body like a crab
Writhing in pain, an artificial endurance
Numbed by the concocted ingredients
Again, products of experimental sin
Ignored time, the reality forgone, haunts
Probably, the soul tries to defy the slumber
-Amitav Chowdhury