It is a long road
winding and steep
away from the main
secluded and broad.
None prefers to go through
being far and away
the road being different
aloof and undulating in true.
The road less traversed
lies unused for long
a day comes to the play
when it tops up the cross.
The lonely road is full of buzz
vehicles go up and down
incessant in their plight
has become a famed one in a plus.
Being the path of life as seen
the one which lies low
suddenly rises up to prominence
that be the choice in a deem.
Meenas Poems 