Every road and street
Is crowded
Roads are many to reach
Every mountain ,
And stairs to ascend every mansion.
Nothing in this webbed world
Remains not reachable.
No commodity remains
Unavailable .
But,
My childhood friend,
Who never used to stay
Away from me
Whose heart pined
In my long absence ,
Though he lives in the
Next street
He keeps miles distance
Always not reachable is he
And too busy to meet.
and
He left no stairs to
Reach his heart.
It seems we live in this
World
Not for the sake of life
Rather for the sake of
Transactions and business
Everything is here domain
Still lonely we remain.
........ M A S
M