Journey By Train Alone Poem by Pijush Biswas

Its the day of returning
Fun, excitement, acquintance finished
Alone! worry, weakness in me;
Home-sickness, stirring my mind.
Expectedly, yes-
The vacation, though lately accomplished.

Alone, oh alone!
Daring, determined and fearless, as if
Loneliness made me silently;
And expectation high rising.
Everything around me turned beautiful
To eyes, and by me highly praising-
Of the place, entangled again my heart with.

Its the day of returning and I
Waiting, eagerness at platform by me
Made scroll the thought, and a bitter plea
From the authority; O tranquil the mind!
'Pou', uttered by her, the train-
Ecstacy came with her queenly entering.
Bussiness seemed to come in,
Having searching been o'er, sitting beside window.

O'er-flow, and noisy it was
Contradiction, and there little pause
Whom does the seat belong to?
Asked the checker, and the initiation
Of mutual consideration far long.
Hooter again, the journey begun.

Heart beats resemble the sounds
Of the train; abound I'm with thoughts,
Looking I through the window out, and
Proud I'm of being there alone, and
As if, it seemed an umbrella over head
Thick black; from there beautified threat
And drops of rain from the shaken sky.

Gentle breeze blowing, and its enchanting stick
Made me sleepy, drooping my eyes; and
Shadow of unconsciousness upon me.
Stealing, and a long sigh of mine
The journey of both favour and fret.
Than Lotus-eaters I'm more heavy and lazy.
All happened because of subtle finery I had
But, first-hand experience proved my fate no bad.

I'm gazing at the out side
Views, different retreating
One attached, one attaching
As if, my memory was them all recording.
So beautiful my Motherland!
Clear I saw Her face in powerful looking-glass:

Trees, far, as if bidding farewell
To me; corns at green field dwelling-
Soft air entered the coach, and
Murmuring at ears, touching my face.
Welcome I was thereafter by flowers outside,
Hence, mind began to dance
All well-adorned by the God's hands.

Loneliness, fallen behind-
A girl and her family by my side
Asked me my destination, and
Beginning of new acquintance.
Talkings, known and unknown, there
Bubbles, as if, at our lips-
We forgot the past and the future
As if, we were sunk in deep dream
Oh! we are at last at our destination.