Another day in the train

Another day in the train

Sat with jack on the train

It moved on

Jack said wait, hold on

Let me move on

I asked him why?

He started to cry,

Replied, It’s the train of life 

Not my type,

No complaints

No arguments either

Well its life

So why bother, why cry?

But yet a feeling so weird

So different

Every day is new

I remain the same old in the crew

A different train

But the same me

I wish, said he

I pull the chain, and let it be

Get down & move on

On the platform of life

Where there’s no life

I waited for him

And saw him go

I pulled his hand

But he let me go

It was different

Something, which I could not believe

But it just happened

And it startled me

In the Train of Life…!!! 

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