The Train

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With its rattling nature Speaks the battling man Closely observed men and women Slowly became one of them Every time I board the train Makes me to experience the pain People with old bags and new faces Signs of pain and grief Carry all in the train They are commonly the same Accepting without any shame As for all train is the same I can name few, very few Because am New, very New To this train traveling This journey of rattling Listing all which I know And representing too which others I don't know There is Marikuppam Demu and few memu In pre or post sequence Island Express Untimely Howarh Express Here and there weekly Express' These are the options I get Early morning and night to forget While returning the only faithful Kochuvelli Express or Baiyappanahalli Pass Rajkot on Monday's, rest on other days I take this marvellous adventure And enjoy with every nature Yes, There is nothing like a Train. Dedicated to all the trains and daily passengers who travel. Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S Dated: 02/04/2018

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