My vehicle

 My vehicle


Things I see,

Things I use,

Things I feel,

Now it is a part of me.


Time spent,

Time owned,

Things have become family.

Memories,

Moments,

Presence,

Like a living being,

You taught me,

To be independent.


Running on your wheels,

Taking me to places,

And to meet people.

Travelling with you,

Listening to deafening music,

All were a part of life.

Even the simplest of things,

Bring the greatest smile on my face.

Everything has its value,

However trivial it may be.


Gazing out through the glass

Watching the sky

Watching people, places

Slowing down a bit

When rain blurs vision

Bearing my mood swings

From happiness to disappointment

And anger to peace

You have seen it all

Like a mute spectator.


To my surprise

Little did I realise

How valuable you were to me

When suddenly you vanished 

Before my eyes

And when your memories

Hurt much more than your absence

Things become so special

So special than humans.

It all happened

Unknowingly…

Which defines the value of fondness!!

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