TRAIN

I've boarded this train called life.
Co-passengers travel along.
Some smile at me, some scorn at me
and others just look away.
My train halts at few stations.
People depart; some permanently & others
leave behind their luggages of memories.
People boards; some knew their destiny
while others don't.

Hither I sit, waiting for my destination.
The window is my mind.
At times,
I see rays of sun enter & my eyes glint;
I see lilacs bloom with vibrant tint;
I see feuillemort fields resemble my fears;
Roaring rage of hurricane echo in my ears;
Downpour from clouds & lashes co-exist;
Blow of icy cold zephyr numb my chest.

Now my train passes through a suffocating tunnel.
Fumes of fearsome darkness fill the sight.
Everywhere around, not a ray of light.
I can no longer endure this pain.
I wanted to pull the chain & stop the train.
But then I espy a firefly of hope fluttering in dark.
I watch the firefly & let the darkness embrace me.
Everything which has an entry, has an exit.
And this tunnel too.
I will soon feel sunshine, chirping birds
and scent of primroses.
Afterall, I boarded this train to reach
my destination.
To relish what's awaiting me over there!
©manasaa