The Long Walk

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Revisiting places can be fun, especially when you are visiting them after a long long time. It's amazing how the same place can exude different vibes every time you visit it. Though the Dow-hill Forest is only a few kilometers from my home, I went there almost after five years and it was a dream come true. Wild forests, majestic clouds, God himself had stalled the daily rainfall only for us to travel. We strolled long inclined empty roads, got lost in forests, drank tea after removing the fly that was drowned in it, realized the park we were to visit was closed, but we had quite some fun. It was great.


It was the start of a jaunt unprecedented,
No baggage - only a path to tread,
I carried no more but joy deeply fed:
A story began - as they always have said.

So we walked - my friend and I,
Smiling faces started passing by,
Unaware of each other's paths - walking sly,
Paths triggered memories locked nigh.

Nevertheless we walked up the hill,
All of nature at moments went still;
Clouds hid the sun - winds started to chill,
Long lost peace in the heart was re-instilled.


We paused at the forests, overlooking fields wide;
Empathizing nature, with no reason to stride;
Amidst Gigantic trees with no norms to guide;
Through we strolled against fears hidden inside.

At our destination, we finally arrived:
The journey was substantial- only to realise,
So up we gazed into the azure skies,
Continued forward "This is not where the end lies".




The forests were serene I must say -
I felt the fear of drifting away,
Lost -away from where I stay,
But it was all worth it at the end of the day.





Mystique clouds below my feet,
Overlooking the 'power seat'
Behind me forests beautifully knit,
Monstrous hills aside etched into the skit.

Zenith is where we stood,
Went as far as we could,
Began descending foot by foot,
Laid down on a field just as we should!




Met people charismatic down the slope,
Rediscovered peace just as we had hoped,
Visited long lost places as we loped,

Ignited fire in the dark which- with hands we groped.

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