Poetry
Walking past as if you were in a dream walk
Ignorance is a boomerang ..! |
But your ears were deaf .
I attempted to tap your shoulder but it was numb
Expecting a welcoming smile
You looked away and walked past as if I was a mule
I thought I was invisible so I looked into a mirror
Yet I was who I was an hour ago
But you knew it was me
I thought I was day dreaming but I wasn’t
I cleared my eyes just to prove my sight
And there you went laughing with your friends
It was your good fortune that day
And one day I will walk that road of the mule
But if you’re trapped in the sinking sand by my way
I wish to leave you in peace
I prefer to walk past as an ant
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