Sleeping with the thought of death
Riots in my dreams
War is in my mind
Futile this world seems.
Senseless battles, nonsensical rhetoric
You go on debating
Cracking up your brains
But can’t get rid of hating.
Love lacking, hope missing
You go on living
Like a nihilist zombie
Yet there’s no saving.
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Ankita is a middle-class Bengali woman whose eyelids are painted with yet-to-be fulfilled dreams. An avowed reader, she only wants to learn and write in life.
