
I’ll put on my sneakers and a t-shirt black.
Running to catch next train at the terminal,
I’ll start my journey around the world.
I’ll listen to songs along the way.
Till the battery runs out and I can no longer play
That’s when I’ll turn and strike a conversation,
With the person who got in at the previous station.
We’ll share stories of all the tense.
And that’s how my journey will commence.
We’ll share a tea and I’ll buy him food,
Spend my last penny for a companionship so good.
Soon it’ll be time to say goodbye.
I’ll tell him, “It was a pleasure, I can’t deny.”
He’ll wave at me and I’ll do the same.
And journey resumes thinking of the stranger without a name.
14 comments:
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nice
beutiful poem.
i can just imagine you while reading the poem. Loved it...! :D
nice...
thank u guys...But you can do better than monosyllabic replies...:P
All that your poem makes me say is - let's do it! NOW!
Great to have you back. Keep writing more often dodo!
@ Kruti - Thank you for liking my poem. N m happy to be back..:D
Can I be the stranger?
@ Pooja - why you want to be a stranger? You are my friend and you can accompany me on my journey. Just you'll have to bear all my jabbering. :) :P
That's what I wanna escape :P
Well I think its a mutual feeling :P
Hey...i really liked this one :)
- Prashant -
@ Prashant Thanks again for liking it...:)
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