many miles to go before the hault,
moving past the isolated lanes,
and through the crowded stations,
the journey goes on, and on !
often so filled with no space,
like my mind thats lost in thoughts,
and often so abandoned, isolated,
like me, longing for all your love !
who knows when its time,
for you to come, or may be not.
like the waves i count in despiar,
the wait for you, goes on, and on !
Image : Chirakkal Raliway Station on a Sunday Evening.
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