That lonely sunny afternoon

The sun's blaze pierces through a gallery of trees

As if he were spreading his arms in pride,

The trees are waving along the breeze

Taking low and high stride.

The lonely afternoon creates a nonchalant blanket,

And his thoughts wander here and there

The silence intensifies, the void widens,

And its darkness hits with its terrifying glare

The heart cries out to meet his friends

As if it was lonely for a long time.

The eyes swell up with memories of past

And he hears the present whisper" You are mine".

The mind shrinks in the midst of the heat,

And the melancholy subdues the curious kid,

Then as some time passes by, a voice vibrates from deep within,

That makes him to again stand on his feet.

The music of smooth breeze flows through his soul

And the leaves start dancing along its beat

The lonely kid wipes his wounds out,

As he starts walking down a lifeless road with utmost grit.

The friends he left seem to be soaring in the clouds

And they are giving their wonderful hands 

The boy as he forges along the path thinks,

Shall he stay or Shall he voyage to the mystic lands.