May 11, 2012 10.12 p.m.
I have walked this road many times before
Down beside the sparkling sea under the sorrowful moon light
This road down memory lanes I don’t care to recall
My feet though walk of their own accord, even though I gave them a good fight.
I fight, I strenuously do
For, I have little hope of ever returning from this trip
I have trudged on for eons looking for someone wholesome and new
But, my sight dim and become clouded under this twilight’s sweep.
My feet is weary and I feel it become wary
The spritely spring losing its bubbly spirit
At the sight of the distance which looms large like a phantom fairy
Clad in darkness and shrouded in mystical myths.
Still these feet keep walking, oblivious of the waves and the flapping branches
Forward and onwards, not dallying while love at the end of the road waits
On this road I have walked before, it doesn’t tarry
Marching on towards love’s mirage and its tantalising treats.
I will hope to find this someone or this place
Without a compass my feet will surely lead me straight
To the point where my heart will find everlasting peace
Where at the bosom of my fair and lovely lady, I am sure I shall forlornly faint.
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