A Train Away From Past Poem by Saptarshi Banerjee

With no time left on my wrist,
No more seconds to spare at destiny's tryst,
Decide I against my hearts will,
Letting my desires only half fill.


Set out I, on this new journey-
Strange faces hovering all around me.
With the bumps of the track and the engine whistling-
Move I, towards a new beginning.


A new beginning from the roots of a familiar past,
Promise the hero, failure the heroine of this new dreams cast.
Visualise, only I can, this dream in mind's celluloid,
Awaiting the inner audiences clap to conclude this void.