The meeting.

 
The exotic surroundings
And the wilderness around
Nothing matters much
As I walk along the road
Afraid of getting hit by a car
I walk fast so that no one catches me
My eyes are always down
Not on the roads
They just point downwards
And look towards nothing
I just keep moving my feet
The purpose is just to be with someone
It has been long
The breath runs faster than the feet
The sweat owns the body
A car came rushing from behind
And ran by me like a flash
I almost fell by the air pressure it created
My heart skipped a beat
For too long I have been lonely
The craving just kills me
I move faster
I see two trees
With long branches meeting at the top
The trees mingled
To give each other company
Nobody wants to be alone
I sat between them
I decided at that moment
That this is the place
Where I want to meet him.
 
 

0 thoughts on “The meeting.”

  1. Abhijith Padmakumar says:

    Awesome words and really inspiring and insightful content. I just loved your thoughts so much !! Great post 👍😊

  2. Idle Muser says:

    Aww! The ending was sweet and hopeful, Shreyans. 🙂
    I was hoping that she (of which I came to know at the end) doesn’t get hit by a vehicle; glad she didn’t. 😀

    1. shreyans says:

      That is what i like about poetry. There can be many interpretations.
      Actually it was not she, it was he. And the meeting was with himself. He was walking fast to get some alone time.
      But i liked your interpretation…thank you very much for reading.

      1. Idle Muser says:

        Oooh!
        Will read it again now, This time my perspective will be all different. 🙂

    2. shreyans says:

      Do let me know if you enter into my perspective..

      1. Idle Muser says:

        I read it again, Shreyans. 🙂
        If you hadn’t told me I don’t think I’d have been able to read it, relate to it through that state of mind.

        1. shreyans says:

          I am glad that i told you..It is amazing how one thing can have such varied interpretations..

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