Morning At Bangalore Poem by Gajanan Mishra

I ring and
Book an ola cab
Wherein I want to
See the morning sun
At Bangalore near
Yesvantapur station.
The driver asked
Sir, destination, please?
I cried
What destination?
Do you not know
No destination is
There in the life?
You can claim
The money, the rent,
The fare as you share.
But remember, I have
Nothing to share,
But I must take part
Where you take me, and
I discover a morning
For you, take it granted.