The Eclipse

A dark night to pass by…
Or is it a tunnel to eclipse my sky?
Is it a pedantic whim …
Or a lambent light exists at the brim?
Confusion argues in my mind,
Am I searching for divine?
I just chose a path to tread
A path beyond my butter & bread.
Fear grips the tumultuous heart
Lest the eclipse turns more dark.
Surfeit questions form their net,
I cannot revel & I don’t regret!

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I have been writing since I was in class five, and I have written (like many others) for myself and kept my writings hidden in the pages of my diary. After 10 years of office and family duties I finally brought the writer in me out of the closet and started sharing my writings on public forums. The first time I did so , my story was selected by Penguin Publishers and Mrs Sudha Murty and published in an anthology "Something Happened on the Way to Heaven". This encouraged me to share my works further. So here I am ...
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To follow ones passions or to be practical and pay the bills. A choice we must make now.

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