Continued from:
THERE IS THIS STREET..
http://severallyalone.blogspot.in/2014/08/there-is-this-street.html
THE STREET OF MY ROUTINE
http://severallyalone.blogspot.in/2014/08/there-is-this-street_3.html
There is this street
That calls me regularly
To look beyond
What I need to see
But I cannot accept
The diversions
I look at its lifes
While passing it
In those 10 minutes
Telling me
How different
And how routine
The days can be
Teaching me
How varied
And how parallel
A life on a day
Can become
From its shades
To its elements
I don’t listen to
When the street calls
And I don’t look back
After my 10 minutes
Of the day
And I know
I have to be earnest
With the reason
Of my no to the street
To know
What I learnt today
To realize life’s
One more existence
Of togetherness
Of indifference
Of selfishness
Of meaninglessness
While walking along
This street
That I meet every day
In my 10 minutes
To continue..
