A Walk

A walk, if becomes a habit is serendipity.

If it’s not, the weight of the body gets cumulative,

game of snooze  get played with alarm,

and it finishes off with propitious dawn.


There is a lake in the park amidst trees atop which ducks swim,

a crow cries sitting above with voice of grim.

Some people ride the bike, some people run, and some just come for a walk;

 a few just dances in group and rock.

A walk in the park soothes mind and thrash strain

of work, we need to go back again.

But an hour of a day is worth spending out,

that is what life all about.  

© Payal Tyagi

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