Saturday, November 22, 2014

Broken Record

The same tone resonates
And all is steady now
For same song she sings
Day and Night, to and fro.

Deterred by her own fate
She dares not to speak more
If only one could hear her words untold
She could stop this never ending tour

Strewn leaves on the pavement
But not one blows away
She knows it all tells her something
No one hears her cry

Voice gone, words frozen
She walks down the woods alone
Stopping all to not go in there
But they do go and then are gone

If only she was not a humming broken record
And could snap them out of the suicidal trance
She could save so many from the doom
She was pulled into once.

P.S. - If you are lost about the theme of the poem read up Aokigahara Forest. :)

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Tuesday, November 4, 2014


Mellifluous moon
And Clear rhythm of light, till I 
Break the Mangata.

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Sunday, November 2, 2014

The Boulevard

Sparsely crowded
The familiar boulevard I walk
Not one knows my name.

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Saturday, November 1, 2014


Auburn leaves blanket
The earth with love, in vain-
Soon to be frozen.

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P.S. - Today my blog turns 5! And like every year I do plan to do something different for the this space means a lot to me. So forgive me (if you feel tortured) but for 5 days now, starting from today, I would be trying out my hand at something that scares me - 'Literally'!