Saturday, 10 May 2014

The Road Prevails

To now we are even
justified with hitchhike taken
Now for seen,miles to go
discontent of seasons bow

Not to mention the roads taken
shall find roses,laurel and myrtle

Cheering twice takes enough hate
Its the Nature’s blended notes that wreathes

Heavy thrill of pleasure counts
It is the soul that thorougly mourns ... ~ R.S

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