03 November, 2015

'Missed Last Bus'

Never late I start in the end
From darkest of the night
These pairs of magic shoes
Firmly holds, and lift me light
Long walk to count on steps
Reaching nowhere near to
Fair silhouettes in the alley
Clinging alone;so human too
At last I look at someone
A friend to talk around
As journeys take much time
Until l', or home is found.
~

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