Traveller
K Bijendra (KB) Singh *
I've Never Thought Of This Moment
Never Before From My Childhood
That I'll Be Travelling In Atrain
And Truly I'm Travelling Now.
The Whistle Blows Shrilling,
Thought Like What I've Seen In Cinemas
Where A Long Greyish Train
With Many Compartments
And The Two Stars Singing
With The Sound Of The Whistle
And Of The Voice Of The Train.
The Changing Sceneries
As A Blue And Green
And When It Reached A Habitated Region
The Dust And Smoke Darkens The Scene.
The Horn Popping Mixly
Broke The Previous Voice
That Came Out In An Interval.
But It Has All Gone For Sometime
Yet, As The Wheel Rolls
It Clears The Scene, Changing
To Its Earlier Scene.
The Voices Do Came And
The Scenes Reappear
But All It Was
Only A Journey
And, I'm A Traveller
(Written on 21st Aug 2005 on the way to National Science Seminar, held in Mumbai, representing Manipur)
* Poem written by Lt. K Bijendra (KB) Singh (Lt K B Singh). He can be contacted at bijumanipur(at)gmail(dot)com
This poem was webcasted on December 27, 2013.
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