and there it goes,
another minute , an hour, a day and more.
Loneliness stays as it always has,
surrounded by a crowd, yet a void intact.
A new wait ,each day as it comes,
a new morning, yet the good old sun,
winters set in bringing in the familiar chill,
a bright blue sky , yet the black clouds within,
showered for a moment and drenched in another ,
dry as a leaf , or moist as lather ,
soaked in thoughts and moved by the wind ,
yet nothing seems to change , almost nothing,
And there passes the time one tick after another ,
taking life by its side ……
…….hand in hand towards a new world , a new wait ,a new order.