Samra Haq


WALKING ON THE ROAD SIDE


'WALKING ON THE ROAD SIDE'

By SAMRA HAQ

I was walking on the road side
Going a head of the road, trying to be preside
The morning fresh air washing up my face
Peaceful and quite, its how, it should be
I had begun my small journey
Keeping me cozy and warm, and bringing renewed energy
While walking on the road side, as crossing by the cold air
Touches my face to grasping the beauty to get admire
Peace of mind is good for me and for everybody
Windy waves were singing a song of melody
Try to inhale the fresh air of the blossoms
My eyes already touch the sunny light
I was admiring the my intrinsic charm by inhaling this inner light
The maple trees dark against the rising sun on the horizon
As if they dance with the wind such a grace as if they were providing me perfection
When the tree leaves were hiding the sun rays
As if I can feel like the fingers of my hand reaches the blaze
Trees besides the wall to be bare
But the leaf that lingered brown and golden not seems to be rear
I feel so fresh and energetic
I can feel myself that my personality is quite change and nostalgic

Even though I was quite distance away from home
Started proceeding back weather was saying to me and to everyone most welcome
When I reach up to my destination
I thought that was the ending of my all compilations
I was walking on the road side
Going a head of the road, trying to be preside

Submitted: Saturday, June 30, 2012

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