His Homecoming


He watched her walk away
down the road that faded into the horizon, when the sun
was setting too.
He watched her shadow growing long.
He could smell the faint aromas
of her hair, still
or was it his imagination running wild?
He stood there till the sun was seen no more,
till it was dark enough and his teardrops have dried.
With her memories buried,
he turned around
and took the road that used to take him home…

Along the way
he came across this place
where tall and haughty trees
made the darkness even heavier and cold.
There the night was more silent too
and he could almost hear the throbbing of his heart.
He overcame the urge to stand there for a while
thinking that he must return home…

Along the way
he came across this place
where loud and happy folks
made the night warmer and sparkling with gold.
There the darkness was brighter too
and he could almost see the throbbing of his heart.
He overcame the urge to stand there for a while
thinking that he must return home…

Though he must return home
before the night is murdered by the sun,
along the way
he came across this place
he could not recognize, it had
a barren ground that smelled
like rotten flesh.
he realized that this time the road as well
has not been true to him
and he must seek another way around…

It took him hours
to find a road again
that might take him back to his home,
by then the sky
has already started lighting up,
though the sun was still beyond the horizon.

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