Not planning to roam around
While the sky is open and wide
The traveler is someone from dark side
And he is waiting for the night
To overcome the might sun
It is not an offense but a plead
Or a relationship with the twilight
For some people; hope awakens
When the sun is set; and the moon rises
Like some gets blossoms in fall
And avoid springs
Some has their vanity on victories
And few feels satisfaction on defeats
In the world of black and white
Colored may rule and be just
Traveler looks fulfilled from life
As if nothing more to await
Or something as huge as earth
Or he is listening voices
Others cannot hear, and may be
The world is changing about
The dark has overcome finally
And the traveler left.
Abdul Ghani Shahzaib
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