The Dark Passages Poem by Suvro Bhattacharya

Sleepless nights and the
Monsoon rain, drops after drops
Sharing little secrets besides
Greenwood trees. All alone!

I, like the other homosapiens
Behind the closed doors with
Abandoned theories of truth
In conversation with myself.

Under all the hidden floors
History with frozen steps
May start its own story
Hushed and covered up!

The obvious is not difficult to fathom!
But the heroes had
Different mosaics in their
Minutes of lies. All along!

All the dark secrets with
Their rhymes and rhythms
Had tried to wipe out the truths
Yet sleepless nights prevail.

I, along with the passage of time
Besides the Greenwood trees
Try to fathom this human race
Like the primordial truth!