i open the gates
Iopen the gates
i wait
Light a lantern
and wait
Istare silently
at the woods
Trees stand bare
and not a leaf stiring
not a leaf stirring
As if waiting
patiently
Maybe for the thing
i was...
Iwait for some minutes
that seem like hours
Then i just turn back
to walk home..
that time, my past called me
Iwait in the cold
For the feeling of nostalgia
makes me....
Reminisce of memories now gone
UN TOLD...
I Waited , I Left
I closed the gates..
I left...
And the wood came alive after me...........
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