Journey in a vehicle
With friends and families, even foes,
During our tackle
Some go far, some are in rows.
Time span is fixed
By Him, short and long,
In journey, black and white mixed,
A thing one says right, another wrong.
In a flash, insiders go out;
We become hollow at heart,
A new one enters with shout,
Our busy talks again start.
We halt for a little time
At the door-step heavy hearted;
We can never break its rhyme
Cause, we all to be departed.
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB