Did the road ever question
your attire,
your desire…?

a quintessential friend
in your journey,
travels with you
in perfect harmony…

clueless as you are,
suppressed as you are…
she clings to you
by all her means,
when it was stormy,
or when it rains…

Wondering today with my pen,
amid all the questions,
thanking thou my friend,
for each step at a time,
when you were there
regardless of
my attire,
my desire…


Priya Soni