Walking Alone
Walking alone on this meandering path
not even a shadow of myself by my side
a cloud of silence surrounds me
I hear only my silent footsteps
as I quietly recite poems about our short lived past
Sometimes I stop, hoping to hear your footsteps too
growing towards my direction to harmonize
with mine as we walk together and reminisce
over beautiful memories of all the things we once dreamed of
but as I hear nothing at all I keep walking ahead
thinking that you might have left me behind
Walking alone on this broken path I wonder
if your love was an illusion; a mirage
I wonder if I should cremate these memories of me and you
or preserve them as architects of my future marriage
Sometimes I stop, trying to locate you
or at least the place where I lost you
but when I fail I keep walking ahead
hoping that somewhere not too far the paths we follow
will converge and there we will reunite
and agree which way to walk.....
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