Midnight Walk

The street was so empty

I was walking alone

September Wind

Is getting Cold

A message of winter 

is in the air

and another dream

is about to end

We use to walk

hand in hand

in this dark street 

of our neighborhood

now I'm alone

and you are gone

with that few beer in hand

and the last drive home

I never though that last night

was the last night 

in our life together

and now will be my last midnight walk

Note: it is more of a story rather than a poem, the words don't rhyme and it's bad even for a free verse, this was meant to be written as a short story but then I run out of vocabulary in my head to put them all together. anyway just to give you an Idea what was the should be story all about. it's all about this two lovers who live in the same place, they use to walk together in the street before going to bed but then on their anniversary they went to have a drink and they meet an accident after, the girl died and the guys blamed himself, but unlike most stories he did not commit suicide. He just chose to be alone until the day he died. 

yes it's a typical tragic story that is why I did not write it, It's a story you can ready anywhere... I rather write it in a form of poem..