Another Day In the Train
Another day in the train
Sat with jack on the train
It moved on
Jack said wait, hold on
Let me move on
I asked him why?,
He started to cry,
Replied, It’s the train of life
Not my type,
No complaints
No arguments either
Well its life
So why bother, why cry?
But Yet a feeling so weird
So different
Everyday is new
I remain the same old in the crew
A different train
But the same me
I wish, said he
I pull the chain, and let it be
Get down & move on
On the platform of life
Where there’s no life
I waited for him
And saw him go
I pulled his hand
But he let me go
It was different
Something, which I could not believe
But it just happened
And it startled me
In the Train of Life.. !!!
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You can find Distance in my book of poems "labyrinth
on---http://www.amazon.com/Labyrinth-Mustafah-Mun/dp/1409285251/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1252381235&sr=1-1
Copyright © Mustafa Mun | Year Posted 2009
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