My Highway is my way
It lies nowhere
But it lies…
It lies somewhere
Somewhere in my memory !
Where I could drive
And would ride
My imaginations , feelings
And my dreams
Everywhere as I wish
Sometimes I visit to queen
Elizabeth and say “Hello”
Somewhere I meet Alexander
Who says me : oh poor fellow !
My highway is my way !
Leading me to Bengal bay !
Thirsty and starving
Running every nights and day !
Please stop and take rest,
Where you are moving some people say !
Paddy fields of September
Cold evenings of November
Migrating birds to Mexico,
Leaving their beloved ones to remember
Rain and thunder into the sky
Hails and storm don’t let me die
Threatenings and warnings compel to say
Bye bye to all and all to goodbye !
From my world I am so away
Turning my hair from black to Grey
Missing my birthday sound with DJ
I am in midway with no cafe
Hey hey hey I want to say
Hooray ! I am in my highway !
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