Drifting and darting around insanely, mine, but once-in-a-lifetime, not anymore
Dying like a shooting star, flashes of brilliance through their brokenness
Lighting up my horizon, but here I am misaligned, not even a parallel existence
Exited the misunderstood reality shadowed with innumerable untruths, unfaithful promises
Mirrors are thoughtful, exposing the reality of altered reflections, I go deeper through a portal
Another world, another type of shadow, a complex puzzle envisioned; I am unaware of my role, even my existence
Are their only reflections, if only the images had clarity, but the reverberation of changes unsettle everything
-Amitav Chowdhury