Hump On The Highway Poem by Prasanna Mishra

The dry leaves
Year after year
Have the same message
Conveyed
The stage is for others

Stay therefore
I must
In the cage
Like the mute parrot
Newly bought
With only the pair of ears
My only
Acceptable possession.

A lifeless hump
On the highway
To ensure
Safe journey
For others
To endure
Their load
And exist
Silently
In my cell.

I hear one day
The evening cuckoo
I see someone coming;
Yes, he comes
To me
To me alone
Needs an answer
To his enquiry.

Must I then
Not break my silence
Like the deserted well
Built in days of yore
Quenching the thirst
Of a way-worn
Lone wary traveller
In an alien land!