I see them all
i dream they call
when they do call
i conceal my soul
walking in my street
thinking off the beat
walking in my street
trying to drag my feet

i never tired of running
away and towards
the only thing that frightens is the
speed of “forwards”
still i keep on walking and escaping
trying to avoid a meet
walking in my street

This poem was written/submitted by sai kiran.