There is a tremble in my glancing eye.
Station is full,
and one after another are preparing to depart.
People...
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I didn't drink my coffee till the end. I did not feel the ardor among my fingers. ... And they are already gone. Train journey, a symbol of life........passing, no one waits for any one........ life.. tha nk u dear poet for ur thoughts. tony
Such a great start... Keep it up... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too. Naila
Train station is full And one after another are preparing to leave. ..........just leaving....! nice great 10+++