A Train Poem by KEERTHANA DINESH 1998
A Train
It goes hooting and hooting
On the iron rods long.
It goes whistling and whistling
Along houses and smiling people.
I sit near the window
I read near the window.
I sleep near the window
But it goes without rest.
My journey ends and I feel sad
But my train goes farther.
Hooting and whistling
Shall I run to my home?
Sunday, March 30, 2008
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4/23/2024 6:19:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very Very nice poem Kirthana..........Thak Thak Thak Thak moving train......I have also written on 'Train ' Read and tell me how is it