The Road

The road streatches long and long.....
I keep walking on and on.
With all sorts of thoughts in my mind...
Good and bad, sad and beautiful...
My mind is all blocked with multiple
thoughts, rolling back to all what I had done....
Have I done something wrong........
or was it all Right I did.....did I hurt someone...
help someone till date.....
walking alone immersed in thoughts....
on the road that streatches long.....
No answer is got, no solution is achieved,
The thoughts keep rolling on and on.....
I ask the road, I ask the trees, I also ask the
insects...if only they could talk, may be they
would have read my thoughts.....
and given me an answer.....
But the road streatches on and on....
Bearing all the pain, all the loads on it....
It suffers silently, when every one tortures it
lying long streatching on and on.....
There is no restriction on the users,
every animal, insect, human being uses it
without any mercy....
but the road streatches on and on
Suffering silently, all the tortures
induced by the users....!
My thoughts get intrrupted when I hear a sound...
Behind follows me a little pup....
lost on the road, following me to dont know where...
There i feel, yes lost in thoughts I was all worked up
but then this little being is walking all alone behind me...
All the while the road streatches long and long...
without any complaints lying long and long
Running endlessly, Without a destination, , , ,
All the while helping all lying long and long...

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shihabudheen K J 09 December 2010

Beautiful poem.it is in developing phase of thoughts provoking meaningful poetry.can you read any of my poem and comment.

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