I stare at the vacant sky
I gaze at the birds that pass by
The twigs tell a different tale
On the road lie the leaves all pale

There is no wind on the face
The stark silence falls on the ears
The emptiness is all i see
The void is all i feel

A lost hope
An unfulfilled dream
A desire gone wary
A path that is broken

I still take the walk
I still run the mile
I still see the impossible
I still feel the dream


Dr.Adi said…
we are different persons..

u like pink..

i am a dark blue brooding storm....

yet in words we see friends...

glad to meet another 'blog'-o-phile..

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