Friday, August 22, 2014

Loner

Walk walk walk
dry earth patches
some frown
some smile

Green leaves are no more
but sweet memories
the path long walked
the only fresh sight

Talk talk talk
silence is the loudest
birds, rivers and fires
rushing in silence

Only a mind left
to stare at the self
there is no sunshine
there is no teary rain

Walk walk walk
backward, forward.
its a silent song
sung or not

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