The journey is about to end,
I am afraid to be checked and fined,
On the last station,
Travelling without a ticket,
I have no money to pay the fine,
Let me leave the train,
I see a narrow passage,
In the grassy land,
Colorful and aromatic,
I put off my shoes,
I throw my stockings,
The green carpet,
When kisses my feet,
I put off whatever I found,
On the clay model,
I slow down,
The touch is pleasant.
It has started raining,
The fine mild rain,
And the broken clouds,
And the sun peeping out,
From the clouds,
The wind is teasing,
The clouds like a teen aged virgin,
Sometimes smile,
And sometimes cry,
I see the dance of the lovely maid,
Changing her shapes,
By changing costumes,
The passion of sun,
Penetrating droplets,
And diverged in a lovely rainbow,
A multicolored signal,
From the beloved,
Come-on my lover,
Your love is your ticket,
Who can stop you?
Who can check and fine,
I am standing on the doors,
With my thirsty eyes,
And a restless soul,
Broken sometimes ago,
In an accident,
The piece in you,
Travelling on highways,
Always ignored,
This narrow pavement,
Lane of Verdant Elixirs!

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