In the busy railway station,
I see the spontaneous motion,
Trains come and go,
It's always a wonderful flow,
From morning to night.....
It's a usual sight,
I love to depict it
With true enthusiasm and spirit,
At late night....
When I fall asleep,
I find myself travelling
The longest distance
In my sleepy realm,
Boarding the fastest train of the world.
Reality and dream are interestingly related in this write....lovely
You are moving in your dream with the fastest train ie the mind.Really a great truth depicted nicely.
A train journey has great fascination for me since childhood. This poem makes me want to travel by train again. The sound of trains coming and going..... there's something magical about that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful depiction of a railway station. Great images.