I put the duster down, as I cannot erase the destiny. <br />The road full of bumps and curves <br />And the bitter wind passes some secrets, tips and techniques <br />But it's useless as no more shortcuts, <br />My torn bag carries some faded dreams. <br />I climb the road and this bicycle is not belongs to me. <br />Sometimes I think if no brakes then I could have thrown to the steep <br />And finished this unending pilgrimage. <br />I am sorry my dear this song is not so sweet <br />And how long you have been waiting to meet this reckless cyclist? <br /> <br />* I own very few things that too heavy for the journey <br />And I look around to give remnants but nobody wants.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-long-you-have-been-waiting-to-hear-my-song/
