Strolling the streets
And waiting till destiny meets
We just Walk alone.
Winds are against us
But we walk thus
Doing what others have done
Before going into oblivion.
It is the same struggle
You or me.
It is the same road
Just see.
You tell the story as you go
For a quick ear
Or an easy tear
You get it
And you take the same road
Into the oblivion
Just to keep you busy
Until your day is done.
1 comment:
nice one. very straight and depicting the practical situation.....
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