Highway
A stretch of road that
Appears to have no ends
But covered with a pool
Of water when you look
From behind the wheel
Into the distance ahead
But apparently vanished into
The thin air when you draw near.
 
Dotted on every side by either
Plant or animal or man kingdom
Drinks from the blood of animal
Or man and eats from the leaves
Of plant as collision and motor
Accidents are set in.
 
Good for its purpose,it transports
Man from one destination to
Another,with the help of a molten
Substance buried in the earth's crust
But made into a solid substance
Which our cars are made,and
Comforts of men.
 
 
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