inguruwattadewage charminda

The Train - Poem by inguruwattadewage charminda

Upon iron bar it going to full of speed till meet next station
Somebody get off the chamber somebody gets in to the chamber soon
The windows between blowing wind spreading hairs every face although they unknown
Many trees and houses seem among windows although it's never give to chance for get in

The black smoke and siren loud noise spreading every village's and provinces
Feel feared among dark cannel children noise pleasurably till fading darkness
All road closed by the gate the drivers looked without blaming till pass its
The passenger's ideas going to full of speed own houses never console them thoughts

Between journey often time checking suspicions passenger for caught charge
Varity of people starting them connection among journey before reach own place
One side wet with rain one side dry without rain although it's never care
How much its loud noise never disturb passengers slumber and dream of life

The pretty women thinking more and more looked away by window environment of beautifully
Minute by minute reaching hope will true although though if not ending journey
How much pleasurably meet will see embracing them with full of joy
Although it's not given permission to enter third class person to the second classes between journeys

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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