Heading for our destination
We , upon a long road winding
With the asphalt getting narrow and bumpy
And the village lass , sheepishly ogling
To astronauts, as if, on their first ever journey !
When we , upon some errant cattle rummaging ,
Halted , to every jolt
Our weary faces dim with dusk
Till dark devour us as complete
Unfazed , by two tiny headlights ,
Steadfast in their onward look
Bring our resting hands so near indeed ,
That we wished from the bottom of our hearts –
Never mind cattle , never mind jolts…
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
A rather contemplative work that captures something of the langour and anticipation we have all felt.
Lokesh Roy captures the essence of travelling in India in a wonderful way and the joy of arriving, an exquisite feeling for the tired traveller/s, is conveyed deliciously through a right mix of metaphors of light and dusk, in this artistic piece of great emotional value.
Thank you Mr Sunil Sharma !
Lokesh has found romance in this bumpy travel through a village, and also added good comparisons. Nice write.
people like you can save me from my dungeon!how i appreciate ur lovely comment. 1
by mistake i could not mention your name Mr Rahul Aithal,the above reply was meant for you.Thanks a lot.
Stunning!!!
Your one word moves me Fathima Ji !
A gem of a poem.
There is no fun without all jolts …and cattle while you travel, testing your patience….when you reach the destination you know you’ve enjoyed each bit of it.