Loneliness
I walk through the deep woods, Alone in the misty night. The roads are covered with snow, Until the knee height. After reaching some point, Tired & full of thirst, I see a little pond nearby, Full of fishes & lovely petals. I reach the pond & look into it, Seeing my shadow , I feel frightened. A silent place , where not a sound was heard; I find something mysterious . Way back , no longer heading my way to my door ; I fastened my steps with a louder foot tap, To make sure there was nobody there. After a while, Like everything blurred, With lights reducing & increasing at intervals, Saw a figure that was moving up in the air, But obviously , not the one that frightened anyway. Reaching my home , I got the glimpse of my - alone walk, Freezing from head to toe , & Understanding the full scenario, of the loneliness, I had faced all the way.
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