Running between two rails
Personified balance, finding which amongst two prevails
Carrying so many passengers
Some young n jovial, some frail
Passing through hundreds of destination
Still moving without fail
Bearing all kind of loads
Listening to million stories
Going through versatility of moods
Keeping a thousand secrets
Mingling different roots
Yet ending up in distances
At the terminus finding differences
How life moves like a train
Finding coherence when the end is insane
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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