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THE LONELY ROADS AT NIGHT..

THE LONELY ROADS AT NIGHT..

To the never ending tunnels, end,
Silence into being, solivagance to apprehend,
Flanked in darkness, culmination unended,
On the roads of loneliness dampened souls into presence,
On the crossings of lonely licence,
This everlasting road, seems to roll out his tongue, to gulp the moonlight,
Far away into darkness, stretched into infinite,
Gulping everything in farthest vision
Dimmest lights freckles moonlight sprayed,on unison,
Traffic sticking into hair, startled in horn,
Now muted, even the lights have gone off,
Pebbled played roads, embellished under painted strokes,
Dim, dark, dusky and sharp, ending of unknown origin,
Starting from withing, into a never ending setting,
These solivagant roads, hostile to motorcycle, glow,
Welcome me, into cricket sound orchestra,
Calm into being, awful in sensing,
Yet, a bike ride into this incessant nothingness,
Round and straight, to the destiny, which I don't know, how to express….
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