31 Mar
The road in front of my house,
That happily led my children to school,
That carved the way through traffic, to offices,
That even took me to my place of solace-
my God’s abode
I know it felt the weight unbearable,
I know it got bruised many a times,
I know it found it difficult to breathe,
Or even to sleep
This road is now unwinding
This road seems to be in slumber
For it carries no loads; not anymore
This road now leads us nowhere
©Vandana Bhasin
