Misdemeanor of novelty

At every cross road, certain believes fade.

Often, I have found myself recalibrating.

In the process of becoming the justified being,

I have ended up on islands without even happening.

Truthfulness of lost, made me romanticize

about the figure that was unknown.

It was never supposed to be precise

for even silence there had a baritone.

And it was this misdemeanor of novelty

which got me truly obsessed with fallacy.

Old thoughts were left unjustified.

I had reached another cross road already.

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An engineer who finds joy, comfort and peace by writing poems and strumming chords. Come, let me take you to an alternate reality.

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