Booked a ticket
From Madras
And I started
My journey
In Howrah Mail.
But the mail
Failed to arrive
At the point of
Destination and
I stayed on the way.
What happened
I can't say.
I wanted to know
But I found no sky.
Messaged to friends,
But found nothing
In return.
Listened to news,
The weather was good.
Informed all
But no one reacted.
Availability was zero,
And I changed programme,
Though, know not
Where to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And i changed my programme! Thanks for sharing.