Recurrent Events

Eventually they pay me in rude silence

Turn away from my shadow, bypassing my soul

Creating a rift within me, since I start doubting my feelings

Visions bifurcate, there, in front of me two identities

Manipulating my integrity, yet, the world is in motion

Life loses momentum, these moments create a dense fog

What once felt like a dream turns into a miasma of despair

Time loses relevance, my reasoning repulsed by an intense counterforce

Standing against odds, while the shadow walks away

At that time of the day when it's the longest, taking away a little bit of my life

-Amitav Chowdhury

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