Muralidharan Mudaliar Poems

Did I think I saw
A shadow criss cross my slate
A glimpse was it surfacing
My unwinding fate?
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A snake pit
In bits and pieces
And phases and leases
You
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A cry from beyond,
Calls to ‘that' within,
An answering cry from within,
Tries to reach out to ‘that' beyond.
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There is no one in the dark room
No one at home
No one to talk to
And nowhere to go
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