Train Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Train



Devoid of Food and Sleep,
I keep waking up in Pain.
The Journey through such
Sleepless Nights -
Is long, arduous and
Lonesome.
As if I am the only passenger
In an Empty Overnight Train.

Friday, February 23, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: food,journey,waking
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