The Life Is Unlike A Train Track Poem by Shubham Agnihotri

Life is not a simple trick,
Nor a reversible way like a railway line
You take a train in the morning
The same can't be taken in the evening,
Never is it meant to be stationed
At the one forgotten station,
Wasting the youth in waiting
Waiting to get the grey lines,
Better to run in a wild unknown forest.

It is a route of many conjunctions
Crossing among the people's junctions
You go on board a train and travel
You reach, you deboard and depart
You don't know where you started
You won't know where you end
You meet and converge with people
You diverge and say a goodbye
Sometimes with a smile
Sometimes with tears
You know you can't brake it
So can't you honk the horn
Always to call them to hear,
You hope and you miss your beloved,
Sometimes out of love
Sometimes out of fear.
You keep on traveling. Oh, Dear! !