( / Cuttack, Odisha)

The Busy Road

One end of the busy road
street dogs playing in group
barking at each other
myself in a morning walk
one dog crossed the road
some tried to follow
vehicles plying on the road
the sight and sound
make them scared
to cross the road....
no thinking power
like human beings
when to cross the road
that's why dogs killed on the road!
it was a pitiable sight
to imagine their fear
in crossing a busy road
amidst heavy traffic
how lucky we are
being born as humans
for embarking the journey.

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Comments (8)

Nice poem sir...It is our general habit to complain God that we don't have this or that, life could have been much better but after looking at other creatures, we realize that how lucky we are as humans....beautifully expressed sir
how lucky we are being born as humans for embarking the journey.'- - - - - -Nicely penned.Wisdom is what that makes a difference between a human and a dog.
Nice poem! Lovely penned! The thought about safety on the road and writing about it in a poem is a really unique work!
Very nice poem. To me, it discusses the ability of the human mind to think and process things in a way that animals cannot and the advantages of doing so. Nicely done.
Very interesting poem. To me, it speaks about the power of the human mind to think and process things in a way that animals cannot and the advantages of being able to do so. Nicely done.
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