The lake was calm that
night
But tremors jolted the
heart
The boats lay peaceful
But the mind was at strife
Moon gleamed on the waters
Glistening it beyond glory
The birds slept safely in nest
The emotions churned in
frenzy
Thoughts kept grappling
Unnerving the hapless self
Disgruntled yearnings still
vex the spirit
‘The Walk’ shall be
sauntered sometime…
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