Such a curious journey life is,
Where it begins?
Where does it end? Really?
Why there is smog and rain?
Why runs the whistleblower, the train?
Why Your anklets make a jingle?
Why the bus runs there painted such
As songs of love with the road mingled much?
Such a curious journey life is
Where it stays?
Where it starts?
Why the cool breeze blows with colors?
Why the music sends rhythm of a foottap?
Why the field green waves there for a run ,a never ending lap?
Why on a lamp post a Pelican sits?
Why the glassy shield carries beady mist?
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