Stuck

I feel nostalgic

A flow back to the end of time

The bad days gone by

I lack the vigour to survive!

A desire for liberation

To find the unknown

In its constant movement

Am I stuck here alone?

A bird without a wing

A sleep without a dream

Will it remain like this?

A stagnant stream!

The rains not over

The stains will remain

It’s an aberration

It haunts my brain!

– © Nachiketa Sanyal

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