A DIFFERENT BEAT

The cold sweep of air moved its fingers through my hair. The chillness did not beat me harsh, I walked tired and lost but strong at heart. My bosom heaved in rhythm wild I clutched the bundle in my hand. It moved.I didn't. In the darkest moments of my life I lay the bundle on the roadside. Near the grove of hope. Dogs,keep away. That is all I can say. In the darkness of that night I watch for a while, I try to read its expression. I am losing it forever, but it does not seem to care. Atleast not for now. My..no..no..that is painful Bundle is asleep. No parting kisses No lullabies No hugs No caresses Hate me Bundle..Hate me... I walk away not into the streets lighted but into passages congested where my dreams are for sale. A bundle I have lost, Bundle I have lost. Lost to live. Bundle...Wrapped in tatters, Bruised with a burden, Showered with curses, But blessed with a life. Bundle,Live long. For I have none,but thee. I stop. Not to wa