The Road sleeps like a giant snake under this winter's sun
Tired now
He has watched so much!
Burdened under so much weights
Now mind's ridden with relentless motions
Sweats ever fail to drench
Now life goes on like waves
Never comes back
Ever to go to the ocean
You share that dream
That agony
The melancholy
You!
You spread your lonely bosom for the lonely traveller
Heart yours often hears the agony
And that ecstasy
The joy and that sorrow
Touching you so much
Why are you so silent?
So quiet?
When the stars die, you watch them in mellowed moonbeams
Birds follow you while they return
A long day's journey!
Now inside this bluish night you look like a bride
Waiting for your groom
Feverish wait under a night's silence
You moorish bride!
Often abandoned, often lonely
Never ever abandons your travellers
Your lonely hearts!
Like an Ocean
Unending
Beckoning us for a journey
Our lifelong journey.
When will you wake up finally?
copyright: shamik bose
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