Treasure Island

Kumar Parashar

(19 august 1990 / India)

The Train of Life


Station to station, it pauses but never stops
Running forever on those shiny steel blocks
The engine whistles and the train always goes on
Tracks of steel shall never cease forth and beyond

Passengers board on and they take their seats
Countless men have travelled on the same sheet
Start a new journey with the destiny unknown
This train may take you wherever you wish to go

Passing through unknown places and station
One might lose track of one's destination
All wish to get down the grand central halt
But hard to know which stop is your vault

Companions come and go, befriending parallels
On the way to their own call, in core of eggshells
Affairs grow, grows the camaraderie between
Feel warm and protected, but goes on the machine

Several come and go, they touch your heart
You feel alive, and so does the bondage start
But you know they have different stop and will go
Ultimately fading away and you are left alone

Respect the journey and your fate will take you there
Through meadows and hills and rivers and fairs
There would be bumps in ride and dark tunnels
But will eventually reach sunshine and runnels

One may not be able to control the speed
One might change the tracks to which they lead
On way one may find his purpose or despond
But these tracks shall never cease forth and beyond….

Submitted: Wednesday, April 04, 2012

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