The journey by train takes me a to a high,
Golden memories of the past and hopes for the future travel,
The train remains as it it is,
The world goes back to pay respect to this marvel.
Whether it rains, it is too hot or cold,
It is always a new experience in this mode so old.
The tunnels, the plains and the valleys prevail,
This wagon transforms them into an interesting tale.
There are the vendors, beggars and the omni present smell,
I wonder where they would be, if not for this moving angel.
Listening to the music, reading commics, adjusting with people sick,
For me it is a tragic, a magic, a gimmick, an amazing trick.
For it always gives a break, makes me creative to the core,
Helps me reinvent myself, provides me with wonderful thoughts when bore.
Its so inspirational, it is still making me write,
Even when i'm short of words to describe, what he or she means to me.
So I call it as unconditional love which remains forever,
In spite of the place time and style, and the paragon of mixed feelings from the heart,
The combination of the tear and the smile.
A journey by train,
I don't know when it will come again, ???
