Strong unwanted pavements aside Crackled and shattered Stood longing out there Not even a fly to stamp on ... This made the play of life Once hated noises and crash But now longed Wishing for those once"trash" Felt the pain when the world hurdled and cuddled Crowds crowding beside you ... But nothing was for you.. And nothing went with you When no one stood You ached Atleast for a hurdle to stamp....