Wednesday 6 April 2016

THE LONE RANGER

THE LONE RANGER


I know what it feels
To walk the path alone

Some well-traversed roads
A few destinations unknown
Through bare, desolate deserts
Across forests overgrown
Mountains capped with snow
Or fields, with paddy grown
Talking to chirping birds
Singing to every stone
Reaping the grim harvest
Of countless turpitudes sown

I know what it feels
       To walk the path alone…….


                                    Anurag

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