The silhouette…

Along the meandering lanes of memory ,
Recollecting the alphabets of antiquity…

The dreams of dawn,
textured of a twinkling tranquility;

The rays of resplendency,
the reflection of exotic ecstasy ;

The words of melancholy ,
the portraiture of a poignant reality ;

The exuberance to the eternity ,
in unison of muskteers and its melodious magnanimity;

The atrocity of anonymity,
the prejudice,of a pitiless heart,to its devotee !!!

Into an exotic heritage,
Let be sculpted, the silhouette of my life;

Before I evanesce into the oblivion of infinity.

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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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