Winter on edge, roads all empty
Crossing lanes with foggy view
No signs of crowd and chaos,
Night filled with eternal silence
Ladder that leads to nowhere,
Following the path blindly
Without any thought, all numb!
Path of infinite stairs, leading to somewhere...
Just like Limbo, for the one who waits there
Here I come, WAY TO NOWHERE.

~ Simran Shaikh
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