Feels like
We will be travelling
Travelling and travelling
All along
rushing past,trees
and trees and trees
by the road we take
running ahead
leaving my rickety one
behind,far behind
Besides there are
nausea and nostalgia
to be tackled
I despise being
Nostalgic for the bygone
Helpless,lonely
My companion
dozes off on my shoulders
quiet and numb
2 comments:
arrey!!
what is this support and all in the poem
support???where?
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