Come, Walk with me – Version 2
i was a lonely traveller
walking the path
that no one never dares to
that no one never dreams
i wandered lonely as a cloud
taking me where the path took me
taking me where the wind blew me to
i wandered like a long lost traveller
many a times
i was lost
many a times
i was wounded
still determined
to carry on
i pushed myself
to continue
i never looked left
i never looked right
like a bridled horse,
i only looked straight and carried on
on and on and on
until one day,
the path i was so long travelling
led me to a cross-road
i thought the path i was in
was mine and no one else would be here
it was my little secret path
or so i assumed
now standing in front me
with an outstretched hand
stood a stranger
in the middle of cross-road
an outstreched hand
with a sign
“come, walk with me”
i stand here on the edge
confused,
perplexed
i stood still
wondering
do i stop here?
do i go back?
or do i go forward and walk the path with the stranger
i stood there,
looking at the sign
looking at the sign
that says
come, walk with me.
- I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For
- Finding the life
- Into a new world
- Have I lost you ?
- That Little Girl With Her Hands To The Sky









YAY!!! I love this poem so much, it’s very beautiful. Thank you.
was really a nice poem..