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A Fool?

Poem By Valsa George

I set out on a long trip,
In a train that spans from end to end.
Out through the window flashed past,
Assorted scenes one by one.

Sky scrapers and mud hovels,
Steaming cities and peaceful hamlets,
Row upon row of maize and wheat,
Bent down under the weight of grain.

Cars gliding along crowded streets
Children school bound in crisp uniforms
Cattle grazing on distant hills
Cadets on parade beside their tented camps

Smoke coiling up from tall chimneys
Sizzling cascades from the heights
Swirling streams and glistening rivulets
Silky meadows and tall mountains

Disposed not I to enjoy the scenes
My mind moored to the final halt
Saw nothing before, but the station
Fellow travellers - a flaunting menagerie

Communed to few, connected to none.
At every halt, some exited out
And strangers came in to fill the space
But all to myself-my eyes far set

Damning the distance, I waited on and on
Myself a wretched lone traveller!
Like a sailor lost in the sea,
Restless I was to reach the shore.

My ears agog to shouts of welcome
My body eager for the warm embrace
I paced the aisles and counted the miles
Impatient and irate, I grew

I dreamt, my life - a jig saw puzzle
The pieces neatly fitting together
On arrival after a tedious trip
Once and for all, at my terminus.

With my gaze fixed beyond the horizon
Caring not to see what lies before
I continue to travel miles on end
To a place that outdistances me ever!

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I dreamt, my life - a jig saw puzzle The pieces neatly fitting together On arrival after a tedious trip Once and for all, at my terminus........loved these lines. It is a beautiful poem with fantastic expression. Thanks for sharing.
My mind moored to the final halt Saw nothing before, but the station Fellow travellers - a flaunting......... journey never ends it may fly to years of strug, , , , , , ,
A train journey is a most satisfying experience, especially a long one. You are able to see the country and people for what they are. But the journey's end is also welcomed, much like our journey in life, except that we are in no hurry to see the end. Thank you Valsa for the exciting journey.
Through this poem what I want to establish is that not only the destination, but the journey also is equally important! So one should learn to enjoy the beautiful sights on the way and establish good camaraderie with fellow travelers.....! Thank you Indira madam
A long train journey trailing life's memories with expectation and disappointment, mind and heart throwing a distant look through the eyes....right Valsa? ....quite touching and interesting


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