The Dark Passages

Sleepless nights and the

Monsoon rain, drops after drops

Sharing little secrets besides

Greenwood trees. All alone!


I, like the other homo sapiens

Behind the closed doors with

Abandoned theories of truth

In conversation with myself.


Under all the hidden floors

History with frozen steps

May start its own story

Hushed and covered up!


The obvious is not difficult to fathom!

But the heroes had

Different mosaics in their

Minutes of lies. All along!


All the dark secrets with

Their rhymes and rhythms

Had tried to wipe out the truths

Yet sleepless nights prevail.


I, along with the passage of time

Besides the Greenwood trees

Try to fathom this human race

Like the primordial truth!


25th August 2014






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