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Poetry: The Last Walk

Posted on by Shaily Agrawal

I ventured in the ruins alone,

Held captive by the magic of

The eerie calm.

 

Up the stairs

In a trance,

Invisible rope

Tugging me along.

 

Dawn I saw through

The broken wall,

And stairs that lead to

The Haven beyond.

 

Wrapped up by the

Peace that comes from

Returning home.

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I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/

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