A lot of time and nothing to do
A lot people and nothing to talk
A lot of wishes and none get fulfilled
A train journey is tight and limited.
Little space and so many souls.
Little scope and so many thoughts
Little way and people all scuttle
A train journey is tight and limited
You feel so uncomfortable
You feel so numb
You feel so restless
Till the station comes
You learn to be calm
You learn to amend
You want to run away
As soon as the station comes
I am in train and I am restricted
I don’t like this place and feel dampen
I hate the limit here and want to getaway
I feel so alone like a desert snake .
This is the way it is
This the way it has been
A train journey is tight and limited
good one .. uve penned down ur thoughts nicely….
but something’s missing .. may be rhyming wateva … more scope for words …. but still i belive long term journey in train is a good fun yaar … its fun peeping into the voices of people around .. some talking abt film stars some about thier family & yeah a jackpot if some beautiful gurl is sitting around , hehehe
indeed 🙂 LoNeLiNeSs…………..
nive poem man….u seem to have a good hand for poetry….keep it goin’……..
oh…nd i’ve linked ur blog….
well i really liked it….i have got few experience of mumbai’s local train and somewhere down the line i can identify with what u wrote….but ya this can be felt anywherere in a crowd…