Escapism
Come out tonight
Get out of sight
forge all the menace
escape alive
I was talking about the time
when people lived on roadside shacks
when politics was a distant dream
and we all were young
There was a time when the sky was clear
and we could breathe god’s fresh air
no chains or boundaries seemed
to bind us to our mortal fear
We have been chased through all this day
by the hounds of authority
running out and running in
through the maze of this wicked dream
We can. . . . .. .
Make it out
Alive.
Soumitro Sanyal is a student of English literature at Jamia Milia Islamia University, Delhi. He is also an aspiring musician.





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