Roadside Cries

The shout of the roadside cries

Strong enough to bleed the eyes

Still aching, hiding the scars with deadly smiles.

Knocking the windows, with those bleeding eyes

Scolding their feet, beating the scorching heat

With a disappointed face, the blistered foot stepped ahead

Painting the road, with the color of love, so lovely pain.

And the sun settled, to make them sleep

But some over the jute rags, some on the paper sheets

Everyone sat there, maintaining the peace.

Someone smiled, behind those cries

And moved away, with the notes of pain.

The road knew, the saga behind

Forever hidden, from eyes to feet.