The woods have become denser Where roots have gone deeper Lost between the intricate mesh Of the branches and that hold Embracing each other in a synergy Here the lost soul is looking for a way To navigate between the labyrinth Ideas and thoughts are not porous Ground realities have become grim Recoiled are the roots deep within Looking to move away from the lacunae As the woods come closer and grasp This soul has no answer to the questions Pertinent doubts are raised No looking away from the harsh world Feeling crushed between two realities A hallucinatory phase feels so real Nothing but prisoners we are Caught between the woods of reality Souls filtered us through travails Here are the sediments seeping Deep into the ground, where roots reclaim