Black gold embellished on top
Some trodden , others well formed
Some memorable , some forgetful of sorts
Behind the wheels , on the roads
I head for the destination
I no longer yearn for
Neither do I wanna reach there
Nor do I wanna stop
The path is so illustrious
That all I wanna do is walk , walk and walk
Some trodden , others well formed
Some memorable , some forgetful of sorts
Behind the wheels , on the roads
I head for the destination
I no longer yearn for
Neither do I wanna reach there
Nor do I wanna stop
The path is so illustrious
That all I wanna do is walk , walk and walk
Hey there!
ReplyDeleteNicely written! Sometimes it's more about the journey than the destination, that's what your poem echoes :)