So many people around me
Each with paths of their own
I could barely see mine, but,
I kept walking alone.
I kept walking alone
Tripping at every bend;
But that was the last one
I had found you...I had found a friend!
Precluding all admonishments
Ignoring that portent drone
I was walking my path, for,
I was no longer alone.
But nothing we love, is meant to last
This truth to me was mercilessly shown
I was once again on my path, cursed,
I was once again, ... alone.
Bearing those acidulous stares
Maranding for my destiny
I now keep walking alone
Scrupling my dexterity.
Still many people around me
Each with paths of their own.
I can clearly see mine now.
I have learnt to keep walking alone.
Kanishk Gupta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-alone-7/
