So many people around me
Each with paths of their own
I could barely see mine, but,
I kept walking alone.
I kept walking alone
Tripping at every bend;
But that was the last one
I had found you...I had found a friend!
Precluding all admonishments
Ignoring that portent drone
I was walking my path, for,
I was no longer alone.
But nothing we love, is meant to last
This truth to me was mercilessly shown
I was once again on my path, cursed,
I was once again, ... alone.
Bearing those acidulous stares
Maranding for my destiny
I now keep walking alone
Scrupling my dexterity.
Still many people around me
Each with paths of their own.
I can clearly see mine now.
I have learnt to keep walking alone.
We all are alone on our way... People come... people go... and we stay alone... very good write Kanishk..
life: a journey from loneliness through loneliness to loneliness... but in poemhunter we all traverse though the highway of poetry! ! ! ! ! !
walking alone with and without learning...well said, Kanishk...next time be more relaxed walking on your path...good piece 10
Not just you, , , , we all walk alone, , , , , but its important to know your path, now when you have found out...u r among those few who know where they r going... not every one knows that..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have learnt to keep walking alone, lovely peom, and i wish every one find someone can walk with them, because the way is too long