today i walked home,
a gentle breeze touches a blushing earlobe,
people talking almost in hushed voices,
words failed to make any message,
as my soul keeps up to calm footsteps,
both -
sharing secrets, playing chinese whispers;
the rain has dampened this road,
those yellow lines disappearing,
the fog faraway create a shadow of dreams,
as the memories mingle into uncertain future;
i could hear a heartbeat,
sometimes slow, sometimes quiet
sometimes aloud,
breaking this deafening silence of vein,
A stray pebble casually tucked in a corner,
by a lone dog seeking home,
When day now meets the twilight,
autumn rain would brush softly
the new spring leaves -
almost creating a aura
angels coming home, everyone suddenly
smiling,
and
in love
except me -
a audience,
seeking a label, some name
not just there to applause;
today i walked home,
from work,
some forty-five minute.
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Submission Name: Today
