On The Way
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Rows of heads droop in meditation
The journey is slow and arduous
Along same path to same termination
Boring and depressingly monotonous!
An unbroken dullness hangs in the air
Emits a feel the travail is endless
And the heads drooping are in silent prayer
To reach at last their destined address!
For some the travel is not that far
They disembark earlier than many
For the ones left to ride further
Is prolonged the meditative agony!
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