Souvik Chakraborty is a student of engineering who loves writing poetry.
Rail Station at Midnight
By Souvik Chakraborty
Nox spreads her wings a bit too soon,
And I watch the grim night advance.
The last local train departs silently.
Life again becomes a game of chance.
The clear sky is suddenly beclouded.
The lonely moon looks all ready to die.
The stars lose their glimmer and the
Dreams of a bright future bid goodbye.
I don’t see any trains to board.
Hope is an undelivered letter.
The promise of the tracks mocks me.
I look around but don’t see anything better.
The rail station is empty and desolate.
My stomach is sick, I’m numb from the pain.
But I will not turn back on my plans.
I don’t give up. I wait for a train.
I could see everything. Even felt pity for the pov. Nice work.
Thank you Jeanette…an encouraging statement really helps…:)