FINALLY SETTLED, STROLL OF STRONG INDEPENDENCE.
TIME
TICK TOCK CLICK CLACK,
PAUSE. BROKEN.
EVENING BREAKS, PACIFIC STROLLS OF REASON.
WARM ICE, COLD SUMMER. IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
FIXED RUINS,
I PICK UP THE REMAINS, FILL MY HEART WITH STONES OF STORIES, MEMORIES.
IMMEASURABLE CHAT. SERENE. I HELD FREEDOM'S HANDS, HUGGED IT.
THIS TIME IT DIDN'T BID GOODBYE.
I STAND, AS A KING STANDS OUT OF PRIDE, I COULD SEE MILES
OF DESPERATE OCEAN. SHIPS THAT COULD FLOAT AND BOATS THAT WOULD FLY.
TIME STOOD ALONGSIDE ME, STILL.
TICK TOCK CLI......
A STRANGER'S STORY, ONE I FELT ONE WITH,
A STRANGER'S ADMIRATION, ONE I'D CALL A FRIEND.
A STRANGER'S CARE, ONE THAT NEVER LEFT. ONE I CARED.
A STRANGER TO SHARE WITH. STRANGER I TRUST.
A STRANGER. A FRIEND THAT WOULD NEVER LEAVE.
TORN PAIR OF PUMAS.
VIBRANT AND DARK MANNER OF FABRIC.
FUNNY, FUNNY HOW A BEANIE HID NOTHING,
NOT SENSIBLE. YET, I LOVED IT,
I AM LEFT TO RUN
RUN FAR
RUN FREE
RUN FOREVER. I FOR ONCE DIDN'T QUESTION. FOR ONCE INCOMPLETE FELT COMPLETE.
FINALLY.
FREEDOM RETURNED.
Manish Nishanthan
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