Prolonging the early spring evening walk

Romantic music from the ears to soul 

Forgetting the world humming into myself

Took a narrow path towards the river bank.

No sooner I entered the shallow woods 

Felt like someone is following me calmly 

Turned back to check if I could see someone 

Visibility was only the trees, bushes and the lonely path.

Imagining the beautiful trees and cool breeze

Followed my steps towards the beautiful premises 

I, meanwhile, lowered the volume of my EarPods 

Thinking to rectify who or what is following me.

Irritated by the sound following I turned back

Eyes wide open, began to search here and there 

Walked back the same path to probe out 

A plastic bag struck in a branch was enjoying the wind.