THE
WALK
As my
feet embraced the land I was born:
My
erratic mind was in an Abeyance,
A beat
skipped as I walked out of the Airport
A strange
sense of joy possessed me -
As I
continued my walk in the ever-changing dome.
I lusted
the beautiful surroundings as I lay back in the cab
The
genial trees, the fleecy clouds appeared a treat;
Until I
was brought back to the world by the driver –
As he shook
me and said “Where to? “.
“To
home” shrieked my heart: “23rd street Amar road”
Whimpered
my mouth.
A sweaty
bag on my left, dragging down a travel bag,
, I
walked on the street. As I looked in the puddle of water
: I was
sent aback into the ocean of lost memories.
My
mother’s faint laugh: my father’s tough love
And sister’s
sweet talk trumpled my heart
The dim
glow of the flickering street light guided me –
Down
this distant little walk. The redolence of the gentle breeze
Had a
prodigious grip all over me. The sound of the barking-
Canine
appeared luscious .I could only find a rusted lock coiled
Around
the House. I gazed around, looked and looked through
the
blurry clear place. I knew this
I left
my destiny, “living” my dream. I stood there breathing the cold
Life
less air without a single tear in my eye.
- Ali
