THE RUNAWAY TRAIN

I wrote this poem on the request of one of my friends,whose girlfriend was leave the city the day after,as a parting gift.

THE RUNAWAY TRAIN






Stars in the night sky,lighting a thousand miles
Garlanding the dark,tracks running wild,
An empty train,whistling and shrieking through
Rattling the rails,searching for you.

And you can hear the chiming wheels on the stone
Encumbered in rust,a bereaved voice from the past
Crying but still not moaning.
And you can see me standing in your wake
Brimful to the eyes,i have already rolled the dice
Thinking,but with no move to make.

Wheels turning,churning the dust on a sultry noon
Blinding the sight in a cloudy haze
Lazy sun shining through in beads of pearl
Does my weariness amaze you.

Traversed a thousand miles to nowhere
Spinnin' swingin' madly over the rumbling waves
Across the feet of ancient cities of past
Until a hollow end,where i met not anyone.

U can see sparks flying as u rush along the tracks
Through woods that line the faraway lands
Silhouetted by the trees,too petrified to be moving.
And the blue sky up is fading into dark
Its just the azure enshrouded in a murk
And the alpine mills are standing,but still not turning.

And you can see the fog braking through,i am stranded like a stone
Been robbed of my throne,i am naked to the bone
Far removed from the Calypso times of an ever coruscating morrow.
And the fractious breakers rebel against the sand
Too blithe to stick,they are vanished from my hand
Slipping into the land,far out of the reach of crazy sorrow.

And you can see puerile youths running along the rails
With two hands waving free,an ever inquisitive gaze
Their past stolen from them but still dreaming.
And the train is fading into the mile,please turn back a while
I am a distant blot in the sky,but at least we can try
The train screeches into the night,with the sunny side still gleaming.

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