These Roads What They Say??

These roads what they say

I see the buses,

The streets of happiness,

With people of various kinds,

Stepping in and stepping out.

What they say, these roads…

 

At the red lights I see,

Vendors selling toys and magazines,

I look at the bitter truth,

Of those selling happiness,

Of those who live in darkness.

 

Some branded cars I see,

Of rich people who drive it,

I also see the autorickshaws,

Of poor people who work hard,

In these thundering climate,

Still I wonder what they say, these roads....

 

I think what these roads bring,

It brings death, that’s what they call,

But it also brings happiness,

The happiness of reaching home,

Yes they say these roads...