Distances

While I strode
down my lane
heard some voices,
snaps.... quiet insane.

Opulent glaze or ascending blues
In the midst I choose
to dwell the past preserved
somewhere covered and froze.

legs dissented to move ahead
for barrage of emotions to every mass
some pompous different me of mine,
some like an ordeal to pass.

In all those wonderful moments of life
i was always with some very exceptional
characters of the time
with an aura, unprecedented inspirational...

Although the distances have grown
I remember each path you have shown
all of you are my turning stone
who have herald a success trumpet blown.

and now to every piece of air
I want to say for every care
eek, for jittering, if ever I dare
This is what I have to share

Things I have saved in the past
will be accounted as my absolute gain
will keep flashing in the mind
Every time I stand near the window pane....