i stroll along
the stray pavements
of crowded and deserted
pathways staring about
like an insomniac doll
if i look confused
if what i speak
lacks clarity
it's because
i'm searching
i'm searching
for life and love
i know it's futility
as much as you do
i once tasted love and life
in fleeting moments though
now
under night's
blanketed sleeplessness
in stoic silence, i murmur...
The road and you. Nothing exits around.In search of life and love.A traveler on the way of life.Just beautiful.I can feel the magic of that moment.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem - we're all searching for something - great write.