Wonderer

How dreadful is it to come
To these place of unknown
Where we’re just mere people
Wondering around
Some with a purpose
Some aimlessly
How dreadful is it here
In these place of unknown
Where speech becomes limited
Action speaks louder than words
Ignored seems like forever
But brisk is just enough
How dreadful is it becoming
Of these place of unknown
Things becoming alien
A place not belonging
Happened at such time
Fantasy is now better
Words not need spoken
Understanding is all needed
But without communication
All that is, is none
Reading between the lines
Remains a riddle

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s