Running Machine - 7 Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

At the finishing end
A hard tune of loosing heart
Encaptured all the basic individuality
Runners lost their dreams of winning heaven
Only functioned the machine inside just to stick with motion

And at the finishing end
It looked as if they knew
After long harvest
No crop would beautify the land

Yet another recalls the past of many failure
Yet another coming with its course to magnify
Strength and passion but sky no different
The finishing point still torturing runners last breath...

Pranab k c
05/06/2018