Thougths Of A Man Walking On An Empty Road
(The wind blows carrying the leaves; a man walks on an vacant road)I look ahead,
While walking backwards,
Towards my destination,
Where I came from,
Furthers away,
Or maybe I further myself from there,
Where I am going,
Is an obligation?
I shall reach where this road leads me,
When may I get there?
How may I fond another love,
(He sighs)
And as I further myself,
From where I came from,
I distance myself from my heart,
Distance myself from my paradise,
From her,
I cannot seem to answer why,
What is the reason?
That I escaped from my love,
(His eyes blink)
Now the comfort of home is gone,
I cannot see where I came from,
It is forever gone,
(He slowly fades along the road)
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-10-07 at 13:19
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