Yesterday evening

Yesterday evening when I was travelling back to my place,
And looking outside from the bus window,
I was there for everyone, but I wasn’t, even I didn’t know,
Capriciously watching me and free moving my own shadow,

Yellow street lamps along the road, trees and people,
I felt everyone was running with me, like me no one wants to go back,
But something was holding both of us, pushed to never get these thoughts,
Just they knew, actually our thoughts were already turned black,

Cold breeze of wind after a hot perspiring day, moved closer to me,
Whispered their own story slowly in my ears and then went inside,
I forgot everything, where I was, where I was before, and what I was doing,
Even it was pain, embraced warmly, what they had left behind,

Hands were holding the curtains of my window, didn’t allow them to fly,
It is said everywhere, no one is bounded, but in reality there is no free sky
I knew they just want to remind me of you, your presence in them,
I was dithering to say, but I reached by the time and had to say goodbye.