The Dark Passages
Sleepless nights and theMonsoon rain, drops after dropsSharing little secrets besidesGreenwood trees. All alone! I, like the other homo sapiensBehind the closed doors withAbandoned theories of truthIn conversation with myself. Under all the hidden floorsHistory with frozen stepsMay start its own storyHushed and covered up! The obvious is not difficult to fathom!But the heroes hadDifferent mosaics in theirMinutes of lies. All along! All the dark secrets withTheir rhymes and rhythmsHad tried to wipe out the truthsYet sleepless nights prevail. I, along with the passage of timeBesides the Greenwood treesTry to fathom this human raceLike the primordial truth! 25th August 2014