Me and My Long-Secluded Alley
Lazy and lethargic I walked down the secluded alley,
Free from traffic and unburdened of noise,
Slowly and softly along with my brainwaves,
I caught my gaze at colourful yet secluded villas,
They seemed to like me and I like them but with a difference,
They were colorful, yet alone,
They were alone, but not empty,
However, mine was a different scenario,
I am alone as well empty.
I am empty but not colourful.
The semblance was that we both stood alone along the alley,
Alone, far-off and noise free, as if suffocating within,
Ah! Deep I sighed and wished to be profound,
Cozy and warm like the inside of these secluded villas,
Nay! I felt that is not my fate to be gratified and convivial,
Rather, I was like a protracted isolated alley,
Infinite and serpentine in nature,
Deep I sighed and boarded the bus with a heavy heart & forlorn.
Sumera B. Reshi