Broken with cracks
Cars, buses and scooters run on you
You endure
And make sure
That we reach where we want to
We snarl and create a fuss
The endless deafening honks, perhaps you are almost deaf now
O I forgot the curse
Still you endure
And make sure
Intelligent morons come and let you taste
What’s in their mouth
But you endure
I wonder what is the cure
Stitch their mouths and let you be pure
O road
You run long and with mind boggling turns
The scorching sun makes you strong
Wish I could feel that pain as you burn
And you endure
I bow to you
For you let me walk and run and jump.
Note: for http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.in/
prompt: the long and winding road.
Oh brilliant. What a take! Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteThanks Shikha
DeleteStrong images in this poem~!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary!
DeleteNice perspective...very nice....
ReplyDeleteThanks Jaskiran
ReplyDeleteInteresting.. an ode to a road ;)
ReplyDeleteYou've described some of the roads I've walked on!
ReplyDeleteWestern Sky & Road & Fence