This road know us so dearly, but whom will it tell our stories…

The road might just shout our stories,

But then it has no voices to spell…

Cross this road,

Like total strangers…

I will act like i don’t know you..

And you pass by,,

Like anonymous,,

The road may recognize both of us,

Because it has no heart,,

But then whom will it tell,

Let our story,

Be buried like an unprintable edition,,

Because no one will read it,,

Never will it be heard,,

The road might just shout our stories,

But then it has no voices to spell…

Advertisements

Please Tell what you Like or Not Like about the Above Post:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s