Flashing pictures on the screen,
music filling the air, from the radio next door..
Feels tired to rest, it disturbs the silent mind at times..
I grab my coat to get out,
for a walk which i know would be long...
A walk along the almost empty streets,
through the yellow tinted lights and shadows!
Flipping songs on my hand phone..
until something makes sense for the moment..
I picture myself, the shadow of a young lady,
the scene of her rambling across the lane..
numerous thoughts crawling within !
Looks like she choose to be lonely this cold night..
its a bliss she thinks...for she is the master of her memories!
Little scenes pass by.. and disappear quickly,
and everything seems to remind her of something !
She wishes to remember these cold nights
for all the thoughts she held within...for the wandering fears that touched her soul !!
Feels better to have her hands in the pocket,
as she crosses her home and still keeps going on..
The freedom of a lonely mind..is all that she enjoys
these anxious dreams would never exist,
when she is held, when she has someone to walk along...
Then it slowly transcends...am already back here, out of the vision..
The night gets darker around..and
i would love to remember these cold nights.. when i plunged into wary thoughts...silly smiles
these cold nights which filled my page and emptied my heart!!
Dear Literature,
ReplyDeleteI've a problem. The "not so good" writer in me never stops :)------------Superlike...:-)
Dear Literature,
Pls dont let die the life creativity in you...."Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity."..So go on my dear friend....About clicks i have no words in my dictionary...But the way you articulate the clicks is simply fantabulous....:-)
Hello Abhaybaliga....your words really mean a lot:) Thanks from my heart and am so glad it made you happy and feel nice:)
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