Cyclic Verse1 min 17 1 min 17
Pedalling my way in life on a cycle
Body like a dynamo charging my mind, not trifle
Triggering the creative bulb that starts lighting
Words from the pages of lexicon alighting
I seat them on a verse with cohesion
They adhere to rhythm and reason.
I turn surprisingly into a tree laid road
For the inhabitants, it is a heavenly abode
Verdant road makes me go green with envy
As I take leave of the road I find my heart quite heavy.
I enter into a traffic junction that works like a maze
Scurried like a rat trapped, but escape I did with a brave face
A bit of an uphill, my mind can’t keep still
Now on a downhill, the breeze on my face, chill.
Calories burnt, poetry written I am sated
Day is over, dusk falling, I feel elated.