The revolving wheels of vehicles
Always mesmerized me, then
When I was a child
Going to home town in planes
From the young Himalayan Hills
Long journey of half a week
And now when I have grown
Through the years gone
Life seems exactly the same
Mechanical like the wheel
Running monotonously
But mesmerizing to onlookers
And taking me to the place
Where every journey ends.
Always mesmerized me, then
When I was a child
Going to home town in planes
From the young Himalayan Hills
Long journey of half a week
And now when I have grown
Through the years gone
Life seems exactly the same
Mechanical like the wheel
Running monotonously
But mesmerizing to onlookers
And taking me to the place
Where every journey ends.
© Hemant Kumar Dubey 'Avyakt'
14.12.2015, New Delhi
14.12.2015, New Delhi
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