Flower pots in the distance,
Stare at travellers miles after miles,
They look at them with stillness
And the travellers go beyond.
The flower pots have been waiting for someone to take them back home,
Still no one has bothered to do so.
They aren’t aware that they have been placed for beautification of the roads.
Soon, new flower pots would join them,
Ending their melancholy.
Adios!
