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I know of a road,
That leads into the woods,
Deserted and wild,
It laid unused,
For a long while!

I chanced upon it,
On an unfortunate day,
When I was beaten and down,
Everyone fled,
But burdens stayed,

I walked along,
Slowly aye!
Curiously,
Taking the turns,
Holding my breath,
Treading the unbeaten path,
Wondering where it lead,

The skies grew darker,
And the trees began to sway,
The rhythmic wind,
Eerie i must say!
The stars popped up slowly,
Outshined by the graceful moon,
And i knew,
I was lost,
In this beautiful setting,
The path was all i had,
And I trudged,
On and on.

It finally opened up,
To a small clearing,
At the edge of the cliff,
I walked upto the end,
And looked down,
Vertigo gripping me,
As if the ground below,
Was pulling me,
For a deadly embrace,
But i looked away.

Instead I took away,
The weight off my shoulders,
And threw them away,
For I did not care!

I sat down,
On the patch of grass,
And weeped silently,
Overwhelmed by emotions,
And suddenly everything material,
Seemed immaterial!
I lied down there staring at the sky,
And smiled at last,
After a long while!

I know of a road,
That leads into the woods,
All you have to do,
Is let it find you,
And then let yourself find it.

Endless walk...

I've been walking,
Way too long,
Not stopping to see,
Where to,
Right or wrong.

I've been walking,
As fast as i can,
My legs hurt bad,
But i carry on,
Without a plan.

I've been walking,
And one fine day,
I see footprints,
Ahead,
On my way.

I call out loud,
And strain my ears,
For a whisper,
Reply,
But there's nothing here.

I look at the prints,
And,
My foot seems to fit,
Perfectly in them,
Scared out my wits.

I've been walking,
All this while,
In circles,
As fast I can.

Tryst with the Guitar

I've always wanted to learn to play a guitar ever since I watched Slash in one of the Guns N Roses video.The ease with which he does his magic onstage tricked me into believing that playing a guitar would be a cakewalk.
Anyway,after a month of deliberation and spending quite a significant amount for purchasing a new guitar,I finally landed up for my first ever guitar class.I was amused to find a motley crowd of people like me who did not even know how to hold a guitar properly.There was the clueless left handed guy trying to play with a right handed guitar to the girl who shifted from one fret to another the way you would in case you were playing a Sitar(apparently she had mastered Sitar and was trying her hand on western instruments).
Then there was me,who couldn't avoid the abominable twanging sound every time i played a chord.
After the class I came back home,and started practicing after everyone fell asleep.The night was silent and pleasant,I opened the balcony door and put a chair there.The soothing sight of silver moonlight greeted me there.The cool wind caressed my face,I took out my guitar and took a moment to take in the beauty of this nocturnal setting.
I placed my fingers on the fret board and strummed a C-Major slowly,then I shifted to a G-major and an E-minor.Then i heard a slight whimper which eventually turned into a long howl, which was then reinforced by a series of howls from distant localities.
The dogs just broke into a frenzy and the neighbours started switching on their lights.I hit the floor with my guitar and crawled my way back into the house,unseen.
I haven't given up yet.

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