Impatient for the train to come
Impatient for it to arrive
There is always this discomfort and pain
Of traveling by train:
When I wait for the train to come
And it comes almost after for-ever
I board it anyways, too exhausted to recover
In before I sit I sleep
And my rightful destination
Almost always I skip!
And again I wait for the train to come
This time in the other direction
For an endless journey of an unknown destination.
|| Know no more about me, I, me and myself, in all; Than the perturbations of thoughts and feels, That, everyday, rise and fall.|| For an older version of my blog, visit here.
Monday, 23 January 2012
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