FOG AND THE STREET LIGHT

TITLE :FOG AND THE STREET LIGHT

The soul was not deaden

Bearing the winter fog..

He was in a chaotic motion

For her nonplus emotion ;

Oh, my dear street light !

You are the cynosure

Of my countryside path,

Witnessing entire possible episodes

To a beggar's home..

The pole you are standing tall ..

Envisages the portent of a bond

That we are depending upon ,

Each other for a friendship goal..

When life is a tragic mystery,

Every second creature

In the World whimsically ;

thinking about each other !

Another chapter of the street light

Starts over there

Within the deep rooted corner

Of the winter fog..!

And , someday they lost

The torch bearer..!!

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