A Half Hour Walk..

On my way to home, from work 

Begins my daily half hour drill.

Dodging ,ducking, even darting, 

along the twisting lanes, 

through the packed streets.

Dusk engulfs the trail ahead ,

automobile headlights flashing around,

like glowing small suns,

accompanies the silver of moonlight.

Edifices casts their long shadows

On the paths adorned, 

by the flickering street-lamps. 

People stroll,trudge ,wander alongside,

aroma of the street-side cuisine lingers on...

Music floats through my ear-buds, 

Drowning the din to an incessant buzz,

surprisingly soothing,

sounds the best part of the routine.