December Day 2018
On this whole December day
A sunless sky,
Innocent as the silent rain as it drizzled on mans horizon.
On the visible rooftops,
The swift flooded roads where wheels,
Travels the wet roads,
A few sideswipes of rain, followed your gaits,
On the long streched ofconcrete houses, .
A few sullen moments of transcendentalism,
The roads taken that far,
Your strolling,
The distance to the last mileages,
Divine wisdom looks at your eyes,
Looks at the sky,
The wetted eyes, with those years,
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