TRAILING SHADOWS

When I have chosen to pen down something that stirrs me
truckers are busy to fly past the night-high way of my home side
I spare moments to observe the hidden hearts on the wheels
feel a lot left over
Is that I have a larger part akin to them
some times it looks like that only
"working for a target sake"
ends too hazy to negotiate
uncertain times hidden and let large and the sixth nerves left to negotiate

I will be busy after a few hrs
in another set of environs
the office
a lot of different world

but you remain with me with or without

I do let me stirred
if I have a love lost

but find hard to reply

my heart asks
is that
a too common factor around

I do realise
waivy and dotted thoughts
all point to uneasy truth

source: shipra.v