The Walk

With a head held high,
You walk and walk and walk.
Not even a sigh
While you walk and walk and walk.

You bump into a wall;
On and on, you walk and walk and walk.
You’re not so tall,
Yet, you walk and walk and walk.

Another wall there and one more here;
Still, you walk and walk and walk.
Dismissing it as an aberration, mere;
You continue to walk and walk and walk.

Yet another similar one hits you hard;
But you walk and walk and walk.
The invisible walls seem a hazard,
Unmindful, you walk and walk and walk.

And then the next one hits,
Numbing you from toe to top.
Shattered into a million bits,
You stop.

5 comments:

  1. Shattered into a million bits,
    You stop.
    And then you blog.
    And I read it.
    And feel like asking - what's wrong sweetie?

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  2. @Amrit, everything's fine. It's just been too long since I last blogged.

    @Shruti, hehe.

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  3. This could be about a lot of things. Especially writers block :) It could also be a nice song!

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  4. Whoever the 'you' is must receive an ICC Spirit of Cricket Award for all that walking.

    The last stanza sent a chill up the spine :-)

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