A Train Journey Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

A Train Journey



Then our world moved away slowly under our feet;
A barebacked child mopped the floor under our seats
A fifty -paise coin glistened in his hungry eyes
Like the broken sun found in the muddy puddle
That had formed in yesterday’s wind and rain.

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Indira Renganathan 06 February 2009

A fifty -paise coin glistened in his hungry eyes Like the broken sun found in the muddy puddle...meaningful metaphor...short but a great write

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