Zebra Crossing
Any one stay with me I wasn't important
Maybe they don't know me or they had abhorrent
I was like a fall which dreams spring
But winter was there it was stunning
I was alone but with my lonely dreams
I was dark as night she was agleam
I was zebra crossing just they pass
I was still there like leaves of grass
Their adventures like Huckleberry
It was love philosophy and I was Shelley
I wrote much letters alone in Cold Street
Spring was close I saw a young spirit
Not only I was alone but also I can't dream
Who saw a zebra crossing which can has stream
I make street safe for my lovely passer
Her shoes on my heart but is like dagger
I was important but just for warning
They pass me away like they scorning
In cold darken nights they were at their homes
Just some drunk people pass me in their roams
Ali Rezavand
But winter was there it was stunning I was alone but with my lonely dreams I was dark as night she was agleam I was zebra crossing just they pass I was still there like leaves of grass Their adventures like Huckleberry It was love philosophy and I was Shelley I wrote much letters alone in Cold Street Lovable stanza of a very beautiful poem. 10 for it. Thanks for sharing the poem. Subhas
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Solitary road junctioned with lonely mind has giving us nowhere to reach but colder skin. However it somehow has helped many writers to write such beautiful heartfelt poem and you produced some of them, which is vividly beautiful like autumn forest