FLOWERS ON THE ROADSIDE

Mainak Dhar

Stumbling along the road of life,

exploring new paths, yearning for those,

long lost in the mists of time,

searching for a place called Fame.

Callused soles, tired feet,

scorching glare of the ego's Sun,

but still charting the paths ahead,

searching for a place called Success.

Never stopping, never looking,

searching for a place called Wealth.

A broken sign on the road reads,

`Did you see the flowers on the roadside?'