When I Was Zipped and My Wings Were Clipped Said Nh 9

How I wished, free flow of wheels No words to tell , "how it feels". When vehicles swish Well, well, well! This is what I relish. How I missed, the rumble and rush Noisy Wide tyres! are my first crush Fizzing of tyre Well, well, well! My Heart's on Fire. How I mixed the soundtracks Made by different crackerjacks Brakes and clonks Well, well, well! Those frequent tonks. How I loved those droning hums Whinin' poppin' or screechin' ones The drumming and hissing Well, well, well! Those wet roads n' tyres slipping. How I longed to be awake For me, there was no escape Now back with all my might Well, well, well! Tales of travels we'll write. #?? #?? #?? #?? #?? #?? Note: National Highway in India remained blocked for more than a year due to farmer's protest against some laws?? #FarmersProtest #nationalhighway #poorcommutors #poetrylove #AABCB #onomatopoeia #personifyingNH9