Poem On Car

Sun November 9, 2014 by Kunal Bansal

When it gets you in time to the bar

When you are addressed as Madam or Sir



But for some

A car is not just a car

It is a home

After a daylight roam



You see, to me

A car is just a car

Be it in a new silver shining coat

Or one decorated with rusted scars

And then there is a simple reality

The most important is Passenger capacity



Whether be it a personalised 8 seater stretch limousine

Or a 2 seater Ferrari with an exploding engine

A car is a car

A vehicle of motion

A medium of transportation

Even when it shows signs of erosion

As long as it can move from junction to junction

It can be used, even its every function



A car is just a car