i stroll along <br />the stray pavements <br />of crowded and deserted <br />pathways staring about <br />like an insomniac doll <br /> <br />if i look confused <br />if what i speak <br />lacks clarity <br />it's because <br />i'm searching <br />i'm searching <br />for life and love <br /> <br />i know it's futility <br />as much as you do <br /> <br />i once tasted love and life <br />in fleeting moments though <br />now <br />under night's <br />blanketed sleeplessness <br />in stoic silence, i murmur...<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/murmuring-night/
