#126 Empty Roads...

Earlier in the day

I saw the empty roads

and closed shopping streets,

rare sight of open doors

parked bikes and cars

but bare shiny seats..

As if the whole place

has moved out,

leaving behind all that

they cared much about..

Perhaps they have changed cities

and moved to the quite land,

where else they could be hiding

with so many deserted stands..

Can they all be sealed in

but how can they be

locked inside,

suffocating to their own mind

they'd be killing themselves

to the last drop of

motivational guide..

I do not believe

the closed doors are

the interiors,

even those beautiful walls

cannot hold for

such long periods,

of same faces

same calls

and same materials..

I will have to revisit

and knock every door,

untill then wherever you are

you only know..