The Obscure Lane

Across the new city I arrive

Full of hustle and bustle

Discovering the chatty cafes

And the lonely paths

My only friend is

The bicylce I ride!

As i move

I see a boy, ready to groove.

People leisurely walking

Enjoying the lane without mocking.

It's calm and serene

Edifice so old, tall and lean

The bricks and the red stone

The archaic still standing and not gone!

Up and above

Is the sky so high,

Clear and cloudy

Lulling down the

Birds so rowdy!

The narrow lanes

And the tapering path

Trails the way

Obscure they say, that one should refrain!

But as the road ends

And I look back

All I figure is      

How everyone spends

And set new trends

A journey one can treasure

With their best of friends!    

                       

Written for Magpie Tales- Mag 261

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