Scared to walk on the flagstones that your love would lay in my journey
My journey to freedom
My journey to diffidence
My journey to destiny.
I returned back flake of your sole that was with me as a keepsake
AND started ambling legs on the promenade of my journey.
I didn't want to bail out from our story
I just wanted to elide your presence in my sole
You never brought any elegy to our imperishable bond but
It was me who rusted ours amicable relation and decided our segregation.
Walking away from your home and stepping on YOUR FOOTSTEPS
I felt your breath and relived every moment with you again but
When I turned back I just saw a dilapilated house and a barren dusty road
NOW as I am roaming lugubriously I don't have you with me
Your absence has quenched my thirst for search of destiny
And I have realized that my journey didn't began after leaving you but it ENDED.
Its not that I have forgotton you and my brain has erased photographic memories of you in my kaput life
I still remember you while sitting on the porch and watching the stars alone
I still remember you when I want someone to hold my hand and walk with me
AND I still remember the last meeting of our eyes.
Whenever these feeling start taking control of me I console my heart by saying
How could I have asked her to come when even I don't know where I am going.
I am just a Soulless Wanderer`
Copyright © Chetan Mehta | Year Posted 2012