A road
that I take
An everyday
story,
Told
and retold
Sometimes
a sort of remake,
But
filled with the joy of,
Nascent
creativity,
Wrapped
in the thrill of,
The unseen
‘seen’ and,
The unfamiliar
familiar
A road that
takes me
Through,
The
known curves, and,
The
uneven friction,
Now so
accustomed of
Winding
through,
The
sleepy by-lanes,
Stereotyped
nomads, and,
Intensely
debated circled reasons
A road that
takes me
Through,
The packed
multitudes,
Inanely
simple, but,
Scientifically
methodical
Where,
Everyone
has to take a road
Routine,
yet it goes on
Making
characters, that,
Suddenly
appear from a corner,
Never
expected of
And
hold you behold,
In the
cogitated state of motion
A road
that I take
Night
and day
Day
after day
Kindled
by the unpredicted,
Apertures
on a,
Fragmented
trajectory,
But
with a direction,
TO GO
On ‘my’
way
November 2, 2011
(With changes)
