With the chaos of unknown faces
With the have and haven’t
I am on the unknown platform
Waiting for the train of slake
Disappointed and annulment are in bask of my head
I am stuck on the threshold
The last departure call has yet to come
To make me run over my wits.
(c) raju baruah'2010
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