Monday, 16 November 2015

Indian Train

Gathers people,
Glues country,
One with coal,
Other with Electricity,
Shows the beauty of Bharath.
Passes on rails,
Powers the relations,
Calls with siren,
Connects the states.
Word preference replaces,
The place of reservation.
Coaches with 72 berths,
Still people stand at toilets.
Passing vendors,
Chaiwala… Khanewala…
Cuddles the passengers,
With love and care of unmet co-passengers.
Shows fertile fields and barren lands,
Crawls along the seashores, long rivers and lovely lakes.
Rails are ripped out at times,
It gets slipped of those times.
All the likes and dislikes with it,
Serves the nation at its best.

© Kranthi Kiran Ale
26/05/2014


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