You walk down the road,
Behind your home,
At the misty dawn,
Everyday,
Alone,
Trying to breath,
Trying to wake up from dreams.
As you walk by,
Do you hear it?
The sound of footsteps thundering behind you,
The sound of man's whistle,
Echoing all around you.
As you seek for it,
Do you sense it?
A hooded man,
Standing beneath the lamp-post,
Waiting patiently,
For you.
You try to ignore,
Yet you can't resist him,
You try to hide,
Yet it's useless,
For he,
Who know you and your soul,
From the very beginning of this road.
There is no way to run,
Nor regret,
For you is his precious puppet,
And he is the mighty master.
You will eventually meet him,
Face to face,
At the end of the road,
In the golden dusk,
When it's all too late,
Not for me,
But for you.
my heart is with u Lily i am really touched and moved by this poem...by the way i have a niece called Lily and i love that cute angel''
You'll never walk alone Lily...remember that always! ! !
Ammmmmazing! emitted spectrum is really thoughtfull! ........10
Theme is excellant.But it could be shorten further. Read repeatedly and think of editing. Do not make poems narrative. Express 2000 words in 100 words.
'You will eventually meet him, Face to face, At the end of the road, In the golden dusk, When it's all too late, Not for me, But for you.' Marvelous.10+
dream still wakes the breath of walks by its resonace inthe dawn of deasire jingle tone echoes across the wild stream lamp post wishes the love even if ignored.....yet ingenious as when wrought by the luscious green,10+, thanks for sharing
a vivid imagery nicely narrated...well written.. Ency Bearis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great use of a poet; s imagination.