The Busy Road Poem by Giri 2007

Suddenly woke up at the mid of night
Couldn’t see even a house put on light!
It wasn’t so dark to help my way walk
It was the road started at me to talk!
Wanted to tell me not a story
Rather it was a truth that was a glory!

The road neither stops working
Nor it has a time for resting!
People never feel the road as working
Few roads seems to be always sleeping!
The road has a great secret to reveal me
And seeded it for 'stress-free' life in me!

It told me
“Be Busy when Free And Be Free when feel Busy”!
The road told this to keep itself busy
As I found at midnight the road was free! !