Adios , O’ Lord !!!

The Morning brings naught but

a paleness in sun’s glare ,

Among the bleached out stars,

Broken dreams,in grief,left to stare…

The splendor of the moon banished into

the hollow day time shadows,

From the deep of the core,the sobs;

Reverberates in its echoes….

Lurks behind the misty eyes,the love;

Blurred appears the elegance,

As God walks into exile

Along the souls’ deafening silence….

#dedicated to Sachin Lord Tendulkar..

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Manoj Kishore Nayak

Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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