My Song

A long road straight, stretching for miles

Sun baked plains, yellowing grass

Few bushes and rocks

Passing by

Hum of tyres in the background

Soprano of winds

Intense and high

One adds to the symphony

Humming a song

That comes easy, in an instant

A song that’s always

Traveled along

Revealing touching, some tender spot

Call it nostalgia, serenity or bliss

Or a timeless, delicious trance

Fills you always

With a gentle warmth

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar