Treasure Island

Harindhar Reddy

(Sept/19/1983 / Haliya, Hyderabad, India)

The Lonely Train on the Lonely Track with 24 Coaches Painted Black


Among the brambles of a shattered heart lies my soul in crags,
Among the shambles of life torn apart lies my spirit in rags;
Tears streaming down my face as snakes crawl on my body lifeless
Leaving amigos and flamingos away at the home, oh life pointless.
Ticktock! All I can hear is the ticking of the clock, yackety-yak!
The lonely train on the lonely track with 24 coaches painted black.

I climbed onto the gravel bed in the rain, lo lonely brain tames!
By the dawn from the ocean to every lane, it climbs, dookie salad!
In the noon from flat places to heaven and hell, A pensive ballad;
At dusk, in open air of beach I loitered singing rhyme ugly James.
Ticktock! All I can hear is ticking of the clock - yackety-yak!
The lonely train on the lonely track with 24 coaches painted black.

Hardy-har-har! Hold a pebble, a feather or a leaf in your hand
It will say I am lonely; I can't ride, I want to hide in the sand;
I'm single; oh my gosh! I'm sitting between my brother the mountain
My sister the sea - together threesome we live among soulless men.
Ticktock! All I can hear is the ticking of the clock, yackety-yak!
The lonely train on the lonely track with 24 coaches painted black.

I'm an air castle with dreams empty and screams plenty with terror
I don't want to be alone in the dark in a spine-chilling horror.
Then, the moon is a friend for the lonely man as flamingo cheers,
Bingo! Stars in the Galaxy are his companions as nature shares.
Ticktock! All I can hear is ticking of the clock, yackety-yak!
The lone train on the lonely track with 24 coaches painted black.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 06, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 21, 2012

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  • Prakhar Mishra (6/19/2012 4:50:00 AM)

    it has all to cherish the way u describe the pain etc is simply magical. i love reading ur poems (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (3/20/2012 3:38:00 PM)

    Yes I see the humor and perhaps some not really intended. Interesting and eccentric and perhaps a little on the macabre. May I point out that to scrawl is to write, perhaps you meant to have a ‘p’ in place of the ‘c’: sprawl? Read mine – Shell Shock –
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (3/9/2012 5:34:00 AM)

    Get out of this 'rickety rock' yackety-yak! tickety tack. You have talents. paint those twelve coaches with color of your choice. Good Luck.. (Report) Reply

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