2
Potholes
in
the
sky
My
old
school
Dead
bodies
in
the
water
Putting
a
hole
in
the
sky
My
senses
have
surrendered
Everyone
is
a
hero
here
Except
me
Trying
best
to
assimilate
As
a
Junior
Artist
But
they
are
all
pointing
at
me
Potholes
in
my
future
sky
All
leading
where
time
has
stuck
Cryptic
shivers
in
a
looped
frequency
Forever
Paralysis
achieved
BUT
“Wake
up
Abhik”
This
line
saves
me
But
not
for
long
Time
and
again
I
will
find
myself
there.
By
Abhik
Shome