Was feeling bored one day,
Quickly, a thought crept into me,
“Why don’t I take a walk tonight?”
In search of answers
For questions unasked ,unknown.
As I stepped out of my home in my fluffy hat,
I knew the moon was spying,
Rather waving goodbye
And wishing me luck
In finding answers
For questions unasked, unknown.
On the way, I was greeted by a breeze,
A breeze so soothing, so refreshing
Quenched this nomad’s thirst.
Soon this symphony was over
As the wind grew tired of blowing to this fluffy hated man.
My eyes did devour,
A myriad of people chatting, sleeping
While others, the industrious ones,
Jogged with all their might
And grumbled all the way.
This sight sparked a small doubt
Whether cutting down your weight
Would ever be a Herculean task.
Anyway, continued my journey
In search of answers
For questions unasked, unknown.
Perceiving these was our solitary silver,
Morbid without a friend.
Soon after I caught a stitch,
My body ordered, my mind obeyed,
And I was off to home.
All this way and even now,
I still wonder
Whether the answers I searched
Are in my grasp.
But this uneventful and unmusical journey
Will always be treasured by me,
For this has given birth
To this very poem.
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