Wednesday, 4 June 2014


She is new in this journey
This time she has to return home
She falls in anxious waiting when
Her eyes has caught a moving bus
That she longs to get ride on
To go to the railway station,
That connects to her home station,
But the bus does not stop at stand,
And she becomes annoyed and
Ridiculed at this pattern of stumble
Over bus, that is playing on stance. 

Commuters stand cool over time
Their bus-routs are known and when
The scheduled bus comes
They get on board, as destined to,
And reach home sooner or later.
She sees buses running with haste
Lifting passengers in rush,
Grasping moments,
Light and shadow point towards time,
Somehow to reach home,

All time in hurry.