I walk the road less travelled
to reach where it ends
bewildered I am stranded midway
where no man stands
they either pass through this stretch
or they simply climb that curve
and take that foot bridge
far more easier to walk through
as it has a sloping edge
where walking slow is cumbersome
running along leaves you breathless
yet it reaches till the end
but…
do they know where is this end?
or where it leads
this standstill end?
or is it just a word written
in gravel
on this charcoal floor?
or is it just another cloak ?
to cover that threadbare dress
in which my soul stays encased…
