walking alone

Thursday, January 04, 2007

The road was darker yesterday,
its a lot darker today.
They say that your shadow walks with you always,
but my shadow doesnt't,
it left me at the last lamp post.

Its not the road which,
I was destined to walk.
But now its the road I walk,
without my shadow.
mirrors lie to me,
I don't know how i loook.
All i can today see,
is that I exist.
Can the mirrors tell how?


Not that i've not seen,
the golden days,the sunny fields.
I once was a man,
who had a name,
though an odd one but a face,
and what the world calls fame.
I knew to dream,
I knew to smile,
but the boiling stream,
left my soul burnt.

I was climbing higher and higher,
towards roaring heights,
reaching for the sun.
And then,then for all,
I had the greatest fall.
There was nothing to stand upon,
no place to call my own.
The sun which I used to stare at,
now blinds my eyes.

And since then, that day,
I have forgotten to fly,
i have been walking on roads.
With a broken stick in my hand,
and now its either ice or sand.
Those who were once,
glad to be called my friend,
now call me a losing fiend.

Today as i walk on this empty street,
I ponder whether i'd carry logs on my head,
how will earn my bread?
once i though that my collar would be blue,
now i dream of just a collar,
a piece of cloth upon,
my life long forlorn.

All alone i've walked
with the onus of walking,
walking alright, but i don't know,
I’m going where.
walking alright, but i don't know,
why they laugh at me.
should i keep walking?
well, walking alright, but I don't know.