Another silent night
No sign of sleep
In the vigil of soliloquy
Thinker, think.
Let your mind roam afar
Travel among the stars.
Scattered thoughts,
Pick them up,
Ink ’em deep
Into a penned verse.
‘Tis a world
Of dreams you’ve dreamt
Or demons inside your brain
Or maybe a someone
You’d once met
In real world
Or a feeling, disdain
“You’re Insane!”
They might dictate
When life is all science
And people claim,
“There is no God!”
Robots are Saints
And their minds
Are made of equations
Somehow somewhere
Even if out of focus,
This treasure still remains.
And they’ll criticize
When your words are
Beyond their reasoning.
-Sanghamitra Chakrabarty
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