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Friday, December 12, 2008

Lonely

When I set out on this journey, I was only,

Breaking free of bonds that chained my flight,

When I walked the path I chose, I was lonely,

I wanted speed, I wanted height.


Fleeting through an un-ventured lane,

For choice, for peace, I flew an independent mile,

Looking back at it again,

I have been lonely all the while…

1 comment:

Sriram Agrawal said...

short and precise yet conveys so much about the author who i happen to know for a while now.