In Silence

Sitting in silence, watching the crowd pass Sensitive and intuitive in my own space Thought to be a wallflower in the corner I’m just an over thinking observer. I witness the run, the sprints, the overtakes And the stampedes in the rat race I see the joy of success, the pain of failure I see moments lost in the loud murmur. I feel the yearning for a revive and a rewind Against the fear of being left behind. Empathizing the weak and the strong I understand-The past glory doesn’t last long. In the sidelines, the footpaths of life I have crossed travelers aplenty- Inspiring entities, lifelong friends, I’ve met pathfinders and lost wanderers. But alone once again, life feels stranded So, standing in silence, I wait for the inevitable end. P.S: This poem is based on a prompt. :)