The bends, the curves, danger unseen
I have to walk, I know, eyes keen
Dreams live there, shrouded in the mist
One day I know, I’ll have a tryst.
The road less travelled
Is always cold and rough
But, I have to walk, I know
An inch at a time, it’s not tough.
The beauty of the road
Ups and downs, memories, that bind
Sometimes, I travel through it
Sometimes, it travels through my mind.