A Gentle Lady Who Looks Back
Leaning on the deluxe seat,
She munches banana chips.
Her handsome husband breathes near
And an air-cooler blows chill.
Yet, she looks back from the car.
The vehicles fly, scattering on road.
One bike chases so close,
As it tries to kiss the car.
His hand has locked her shoulder;
Often, they swing together in ditches.
Yet, she looks back from the car.
He made her shine in rare jewels.
The moments sway in chitchat.
Now, their car diverts
To some pleasure zenith.
Yet,it is unknown why she looks back.
FABIYAS M V
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