11:59pm: an empty street...silence echoing through the Darkness...
the lone street lamp at the far end of the road flickered and...
finally gave up its battle to stay awake.
all asleep...chilled by the already chilly night...
senses had gone numb...and feelings were all frozen by the intense fog.
cold...wrapped in a blanket...face barely visible in the light cast by the moon...walked a figure.
a strange dampness enveloping the Soul...
lone Warrior of Life...or perhaps a Survivor of Time...
the silence had been broken...and the footsteps reverberated through the night...
through the heart of the sleeping road...
senses could now feel...and every step had its perception.
12am: we held hands...
and, once again i was walking...
walking along the road to Life...
what is this supposed to mean?? [leaving aside the literary work]
ReplyDelete@anirbansaha
ReplyDeleteit was a dream that i'd seen...it is what u perceive it to be. Imagine.