Nowhere To Somewhere
Smoky eyes and the sky does smoke
of coal tar and crackful hope.
Strangers and kins awake over here
A place which is called nowhere.
A bag consists of me and my things
How come memories don't lie within!!!
and here comes the honk on the platform
to move from nowhere to somewhere I pretend to belong.
Here I need to journey again this night
journey unbroken by the moonlight
Then comes my calling, and i stir
Goodbye, if any do care.....
Copyright © Beyond Me | Year Posted 2015
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