Once upon a time is how it all starts,
From past to present the train departs.
Comical, emotional, drama, feels,
All kinds of stations she deals.
As she sets her wheels on motion,
Enclosed with deep jungles of words,
Riding through tunnels of emotion,
Midst skies with metaphorical birds.
As she stretches new roads,
Through rivers of wisdom’s abode.
Nothing stops her on its way,
Fueled with ink, graphite and digital grays.
Higher she climbs,
On mountains of rhymes,
Doing her zigzag schemes,
Absconding the ghats behind.
But now the time has come to part,
For it must end and leave its mark,
The tracks, the banks and the empty roads,
All will witness her embarked codes.
Song Recommendation: Mad World – Gary Jules