Lives Of Life Poem by Binod Bastola

Buses are coming and going,
Passengers in and out.
Some from works, some from shoppings, Some are waiting for another bus to go to their respective places. People are crossing with each other. Different priorities, different mentalities, different thoughts, different looks, different lives of ways, but one life of blood pumping and running in bodies.
Her on the stop of Bus, busy bustles of halts,
Lives of life! Crossing through one path of life, lives in life.
With one desired or undesired destination of life, without any choices, one choice of life,
At the end of life!