Story of An Evening

Walking down the street

Leaving all behind

There were thoughts

Clouding my mind

Then I looked at the faces

Some serious, some happy

A child running out

With his shoes flappy

It was a bright evening

With Sun in no mood to set

I took out a water bottle half-opened

It made me all wet

Making my way through the crowd

I rushed towards a shop

To ask for a napkin

But standing there already was a bunch of cops

There was some problem

Within that store

I thought its better to move

And interfere no more

Finally I moved to home

As my hunger got tight

As I stepped into my house

Lit up the street light

Poem,2015

Divyaa

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