'Solitaire' - a car my body,
cruising along the
highway of life,
propelled by the
pistons of conscience,
faithfully fixed for
bumpy rides.
Operating without manuals,
delighting in smooth roads
accidents would mar
its polished looks.
pounding would mend some dents
overhauls would rejuvenate
its blocked valves.
Shielding winds and
rains of thoughts,
glimpses are caught
in tinted glass.
it feels and responds
uncertain of the next stop.
A cherished means to the end.
A model of its own.
A beauty
meant for
the maker’s yard.
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