Odd Poem by Dhaval Rathod

Odd



Walking alone on the road,
My life whizzing by,
Eyes waiting and broad,
Hopes high but dry,
The land considers me an odd,
Neither am I even with the sky.

Friday, July 13, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: eccentricity,loneliness
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