The Untrodden Lane Poem by Altair Laahad

The Untrodden Lane



The little boy runs down the street
in a neighborhood where the clamor
and discontent of a population
swirls down his ears to the brain
as in a funnel imbibing the warnings
on road signs,
he stumbles, falls and rises
and looks for an untrodden lane...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 11 May 2013

the little boy runs down, good work. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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