End of Love

End of Love short poem

One Thousand Dreams,
Fogs of December
You wake up
in a lonely station
when people passing..

One Thousands way
to escape
like every one did
you met… in another world
everyone is vagabond..

Mama was gone,
you don’t know
who is your Daddy
Brothers and sister
Strayed to a different way

I’m indifferent, who are you?
Every one is drifter
and you may leave
Sweet hot sun of morning
above million people
You are afraid
Don’t lie to me

One lives life of Hitchhiker
Unknown Faces
Fields of Barley through
the north-west
He is not like you
you are not like me
Different vision
Lord in disguise…

One million People
to ask..
or the burdened slaves
for sympathy..
Acts like a king
in own dynasty
and bound to be

Good bye, old friend
Now I’m leaving
thirsty, and weak
Someone who went
to conquer the sun,
is now forgotten
it is the end of love
but you must tread…

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