He wants to go for a long walk.
To remark a little drop of dew.
A story without having a start.
Maybe perceive nothing but a few
Destinations to follow.
To crossover some lanes
Descend from the down and
Swallow some anger to pain.
Some memories are trying hard.
But pass over is a good option maybe.
Regardless how dense it is
How assiduously tryna be so heavy.
He can fly now for eternal
waves to dream for the sky again.
How untied he is there
Watching sunrise and rays to rain.