Some roads
are made to get lost in
this was one
it invited us
to wander blankly
without an agenda, without a destination
just following its undulating shady guidance
to nowhere in particular
to just walk on endlessly
sometimes noiselessly
sometimes talking nineteen to the dozen
but always moving
deeper and deeper
further along its contours
it haunts my dreams yet
it surfaces as a desire from the depths of my unconscious
this road,
and
that walk
when we got lost
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
18.01.2013
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 10:56 AM UTC
Some roads
are made to get lost in
this was one
it invited us
to wander blankly
without an agenda, without a destination
just following its undulating shady guidance
to nowhere in particular
to just walk on endlessly
sometimes noiselessly
sometimes talking nineteen to the dozen
but always moving
deeper and deeper
further along its contours
it haunts my dreams yet
it surfaces as a desire from the depths of my unconscious
this road,
and
that walk
when we got lost
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
18.01.2013
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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