Loner Poem by Ankur Shrivastava

I walk alone,
From the forest of dreams,
A tiny wish plucked away..
I feel the wind of desire,
Brushing my hair.
And I hold my breath.

A stare at the sun,
I let it look down at me..
Proud of its light;
Oh dear, beast of light!
However,
you may look down at me,
I will rise again tomorrow,
To stare at you.

My blood has lost its red,
It's now black and white,
Grey,
The color of my soul.
My smile,
a twisted lip on frozen face.
And my eyes will show nothing,
Just emptiness,
So deep,
You wont dare to reach.

I am here all by myself,
Dont know,
Where I will end up,
I run against destiny,
From the forest of dreams.

A solitary traveler,
Lunatic,
Is on the hunt,
Smelling tears,
I love the pain...

Anybody around?
To reach for me?
'Just back off and stay away! '