Empty Roads

They kiss those past memories,

Which were lost in the abyss of the dark.

Throwing the light on those streets,

Silenced by the broken hearts...

They retold the tales of a smile,

Lifting the corners of wet lips.

Once again came the sunshine,

Tearing, as the clouded sky dripped...

The music inside the windows,

Is nothing as compared to this melody.

Lost in this mysterious meadow,

Aliver than outside revelries...

These empty roads, an ephemeral tranquil,

A lullaby to the sleepless one.

Enwrapped in this feathery quilt,

Relive the stories that you haven't heard...