Bus
goes forward
thro' ghat roads climbing
hills, sights hares, while rushing to
goal.
Whirr!
Train glides via
tunnels, sees deers neath
trees, wishing to touch ending
Line.
Birr!
Flight flies forth,
meets birds piercing thro'
blue landscape to reach stopping
line.
churr!
Ship steals seas
beyond fish, islands
myriad, to hit finishing
line.
Yet
all meet at
end-point! Wherever
you go, go forward, cheers mate
chirr!
Copyright (c) HarindharReddy@2014
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