I’m still at the shore..
Where world has left me..
Or I left it…
Walking through my bare feet …
Touching this warm ground..
I’ve come here all alone..
People met me through my way..
People brought me what they had..
But what I chose..
Is to be all alone..
I don’t know.. what I’ve been searching for..
I don’t know .. where my life goes..
All I know is..
Walking on this barren land..
All alone..
Somehow preach me..
As my inner soul wants to meet me..