Standing alone at one end of the street
Is nerve wrecking;
Staring from nowhere to nothingness
Chills my spine.
It seems the sky and the earth has slept
Together with the lanes;
Those far fetched dreams have evaded me
Even slept are my destinations.
Time surrenders, day surrenders,
Night surrenders;
I stare nonchalantly at the burning lights
Of the city streets wanderers.
When the nemesis decides to intervene
Cosmos surrenders;
And when the fortune plays its flute
The last is the front runner.



I'll keep wandering on the streets
With my head held high;
To see every dark cloud with a silver lining
And a rising sun after this night.
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