Darkness slowly descends on the earth
The solitary trail looks lonely
It was supposed to look lonely though
The setting sun is bathing the path
With the last rays of the day
Cuddling the track in a comforting way
To prepare it for the approaching dark
The trail looks sorry to me
As if it feared to be forlorn
I felt drawn to it like a magnet
I went there to walk in the trail
Taking one step at a time
I kept a foot on the trail
And felt myself sucked its charm
I felt I was entrapped in the trail forever
The trail and I became one
The solitary trail and the lonely traveller
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Congrats, chupkotha, for this poem.
thanks
"The trail and I became one
The solitary trail and the lonely traveller "
- whenever I read these two lines, they drive me crazy...oh! I just love them....
Long live your pen !
thanks arnab
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