The Footpath..

As I walked,

Past that gate,

From outside..

I just stopped..

Did not realize,

I am not going,

Inside..

Again..

Then from,

The outside,

Under the bridge,

To gymkhana..

I stopped,

Looking at,

The stairs..

And empty eyes..

Wanted,

To dial,

And cry,

But how can I..

And I wait..

For good..

As this drop,

That fell off,

The eye,

Dries away on..

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