The train is running
Through the fields, the forests, and the deserts…
So close to the earth and yet,
An intrinsic part of the society.
Full of people with all sorts of shades of character,
uttering words that could mean nothing, and yet everything…
The train is running,
Through the fields, the forests, and the deserts…
So close to the earth,
Giving me such a frightening sense
Of having a home and yet,
Being so homeless;
The train is running
Through the fields, the forests, and the deserts…
So close to the earth,
Giving me a sense of destination and yet being so displaced;
Of being among so many people laughing, singing, joking, and dancing and
Yet, not knowing whom to trust, whom not to, whom to believe, whom not to.
The dichotomy within the train is displayed with prudence.
The initial part of the poem is kind of reassurance that the train which traverses different geographical regions as well as the lot of travellers is part of one larger society. Part two of the poem brings contrasting sentiments on board the train- some positive, some outright negative. This is human nature. I have enjoyed reading this poem which has so many moods in it.
superb..very well done.Its not just limited to a train journey but also the journey of life...'being among a crowd and yet being alone'.well done.
Giving me a sense of destination and yet being so displaced; Of being among so many people laughing, singing, joking, and dancing and Yet, not knowing whom to trust.....wonderful expression. A brilliant poem dear poetess.
Mam you are great. Every words had a deep means itself. I have readed all your poems. You are amazing writer.
The train is running through the fields, the forests and the deserts So close to earth ... so many people... Yet not knowing whom to trust, whom not to, whom to believe, whom not to.. Beautiful lines. Very true about life as well. Excellently worded. Loved to read it. Brings back the nostalgic memories of the innumerable, unforgettable train journeys between Pune and Kerala, Andhra and Kerala and then Delhi and Kerala.
So close to the earth, Giving me a sense of destination and yet being so displaced; Of being among so many people laughing, singing, joking, and dancing and Yet, not knowing whom to trust, whom not to, whom to believe, whom not to. from the train you came to human trust and daily struggles of life. as a newly married woman a reader can understand your thoughts very well in the train... thank you for this poem .
A nice journey though Indian tracks. The Train journey In our country can render such a sense of homeliness and homelessness simultaneously. Such a journey gives us restlessness at times and meaninglessness at some others. A nice poem for reading. I enjoyed it. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It reads like Night Mail by Auden with the music of its own. CP