I embark on roads less travelled,
To explore mysteries left unravelled,
I travel on roads straight and curved,
At times its got twist and turns.
Got an orchestra of choices for a vehicle,
Bus, train, car, foot or the humble bicycle.
The ride goes smooth and then gets rough,
As i move on the going gets tough.
I may encounter speed-breakers or dead ends,
but I let my thoughts transcend.
Need to mend the flat tyres,
Don’t know what the road ahead conspires.
The sun the lust,
The wind the dust.
Are all a part of tourney,
Making up the unexpected journey.