Gloomy faces, smiling faces
Hopeful eyes, despaired sigh,
Lost in thought, they look
Almost as if, they’re in another world
I wonder what they’re thinking about:
The beauty of the days gone by,
The regrets of the past,
Visions of a hopeful future…
Hmmm
Do they even feel hopeful?
Or they have resulted to fate?
Do they even have a dream?
Or are they living in it…
These were my musings,
Before I reached my bus stop…
(c) Chukwudi I.
Connected Through Writing 
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