Into The Wild

The dust that had settled calls out to rise,

By the worn-out shoes that carried him

Through the sun-tanned days and starry nights,

Away from the huts of civilization

That drugged him to become a bottle of sighs,

Away from the artificial lights and confines

To march away silently into the wild.

He bends his knees and looks at his life-

A medley of  rules, hypocrisies and lies.

Was he meant to be a person to write

How many times the clock struck five?

Or was he supposed to collect plates in a banquet

Full of husbands who cheat on their wives?

He looks at the far away hills all white

By the winter snow that fell last night,

He hears the dripping river go by

And feels the water there all wet and light.

He picks up his bag and his hat and his life,

And marches with eager steps and eyes,

Steadily and slowly Into the Wild.

 

P.S. :  Inspired by the Supertramp Chris McCandless.


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About Zeeshan

We are the twinkle in the eyes of oblivion.

6 comments

  1. awesome dude…awesome!
    Love it!

  2. abuzar arshi

    its wonderful dea…really awesome!!

  3. Like the movie and the character, nice .

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