Passing By

By- Paldron Tenzin, NLSIU, Bangalore

Robotic gazing at technological screens

Constant hours spent, functioning by means.

As the world spins its spin with another tide

You wait for you to change, you just might.

But the dry air smells just quite the same

And you walk towards the acquainted mundane.

The thrill of the day sometimes comes by

Disguised in escapades from choices made why.

A day determined to bring a smile

Or to return morrow into your pile.

So is it change or a change undone

As you feel the rain and stop your run.


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