The Wanderer2 mins 13.5K 2 mins 13.5K
(Dedicated to all who tread the unexplored path)
The day I took the road to nowhere
Nowhere did I find such tranquillity
The road just ended abruptly
With a whole world yet in front of me.
People warned me, that there's nothing there;
For that is a forlorn road to nowhere,
When I found there, that nothing was wrong;
Wondered why the road did not go on!
"Because", someone said
"It would have been so wrong
After all it was a road to nowhere".
The open spaces were mocking at me
The lonely rocks kept laughing at me.
Because I liked the place and liked the flow,
I lifted my load and made myself go.
With nowhere to go and nothing to do
What I did, became my ‘to do’
The rocks now friendly, nodded at me,
Some of the them came up,to speak to me,
The open spaces now so sanguine,
Beckoned me into their realms beyond
By now I was well known in town,
As the man who had taken the road forlorn,
Curious to know as to what I saw,
They too trod the path that I was on
Came back with stories
Of nothing like what I ever saw
Yet it was their own journey to the road nowhere.
By now the path is well trodden
With Bougainvilleas, and Rhododendrons.
The ways are lit and too familiar
Yet now to me, they seem unfamiliar,
Was this the path that I took ?
For this is no more the road to nowhere