a road less travelled!!

a long road,
Travelled less,
Like a vision blurred,
amongst hazy mountains, with diving sun,
When shadows loose their marks,
And world embrace the hearts of deep sleep,
A long road than,
Creates stories different,
Scribbles the pages of histories....
One golden eve,
I sat near the river flowing,
Kissing the bank of this lonely street,
Looking high with birds flying,
Tired and weary;
I sat silent in memory of those time beings,
When noises and cheering rang bells at its far end,
With colors different;
I kissed the sleeping road,
That once long ago was travelled by spectators many,
And now sewing the old stories again and again,
with desire to be kissed again,
With same tenderness in its sheer pain....

Hiramalik