Encrypted Insecurities

With all movement stalled, for once, the world seems to behave itself. For a poet, this bizarre tranquillity like utopia.

Empty dark roads without streetlights.
Dry leaves envelop the human filth.
All movements have been erased.

For once though the world seems to behave:
That doing nothing is also a task.

Utopia must have surely looked like this-
One that does not flow,
Or changes its course.
Still. Like life itself.

Only the mind plays
Video games.



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