As the train lumbered along the craggy path,
And the sounds of chug smothered the engine sloth,
The tree branches, from the window canvas,
Could be seen spreading in a thoughtful pause
The slope of the green mingled in the park,
The dots of the sheep and the shriek of the lark,
A sudden rush of land on up and a swift turn sharp,
Smell of wet earth dripping into a long tunnel dark
The wait for the light to rise from side!
Close clangoring of wheels, to slowly subside,
The journey of life as if struggle is rife
The channel is left, free, with a whistle deride
The run of the wheel, the circle of life,
Juggernaut moves on the river, floating glide
The clang of the metal with the steely resolve,
The bridge passes grief and the fears dissolve
The shades of the field and the thatched smoke dusk,
The dust and the cattle settling, a whiff of musk,
The yellow dots of lights, far and wide, come close,
The town is waiting for the daily human dose
The stop with a start and my eyes and ear are smart,
The din of colony hits my senses like a dart
The hush and the push and the sigh and the slush
The dream in the journey, passed, city is here to crush!
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(09/11/2008, Hisar)
Rajesh Kumar Vaid
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