‘ Krishna Mohan Gorle ’ రచనలు

Soaking in the dew, the night went by
You sang for me, sitting closeby
The stars were gazing, I see them fall,
scattered and spread, big and small..

Slowly…it dawned on me..
No sound of your song, only cracking autumn leaves,
Parching Dew…Seeping Soul..

The Grass Blade pierced through me..
Scattered around are Splinters of my winter dream.

When you hear the skies rumbles,
When a sweet fragrance fills the winds

Step out..

Raise your chin, feel your breath
sum the clouds and sway the ninenth,
Silver liquid drops into your moistened eyes
will wash away downpours of the last night

the morning later,
meet your wandering soul
drenched, quenched and settled,
as glass pearls on…
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When dreams, desires,fears and beliefs
echo in dreadful silence of darkest nights

When the reflection of mirror
remains the only identity of existence

When a frail will to win you
Is ruined by your defeats

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Why tear the cloudy eye ,
why stitch the sealed wound…
Why regret the regrets,
why speak the forbidden…
why lock the ruins,
why set this pursuit…
why anchor the drowned hopes
why claim the lost shores…

Tell me..
O my soul…
You are the Culprit.
Why you, my Savior too?

I brought the fragrance you left behind, I Wrapped around your unfinished song. I missed you again. Did you really come by? We would meet some day, I truly know. And before you say, its time for goodbye, We shall smear the air with pearls like snow Unwrapped in each other, we shall finish the song We shall freeze the echoes and frame the moment. We shall walk this passage, hand in hand.
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Dried conversations in faded memories.
Gazing at the skies, I doze away on a sultry dusk
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Running in haste for that last boat, I chanced upon a sudden glimpse.
Moss on the wall, setting sun from a wounded roof, ..
A Portrait.

Engulfed in it,I begin to trace you…
The creation and the creator.

I know not how to savour this beauty.
My greed says, make it a memory.. lest it fades away..

My soul says..
calm…
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Stillness. Storm.
Shores drowned in Ocean.
Tide after tide, will raft till I retire.
Delay my boat, but do not deny.
The sinking sands, The stable seas.
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What is real and what is not?
We are nothing but a divided mind
One buried in rules,
two souls, tearing to unite

Burnt in flame, Quenched by steam.
In the end,
It’s a life unlived.

An APOLOGY.
Lost. Ignored.

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Walking into those meadows, stretching my arms to you,
I yearn for a steady glimpse, to hold and embrace you.

Share your wings and let me fly
For that sight of the world with your eye.

I stitched these arms and made them wings
Tucked my feet and made the leap,

A long flight, truly it is.
To the end of life,…
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