On the way

Passing by, I was in joy,

Sightseeing, the trees, crop, scary crow,

And the fresh breeze touching ear,

From the window placed rear.

The poor child asking for food,

Succumbed my desires of toy,

Machine gun, remote cars and fun.

May Albatross, may come.

A lightened lamp,

Seen from the imbibed, crack door,

A family having dinner in peace,

Observed, when train stopped for a while.

I forgot my hunger of

Chocolates, wafers and fast food,

Quenching my thrust of constant hunger.

God is divine.

The short span of journey,

Was enough to realize.

The humanity and nature,

Exist in the threshold of five.

The journey where,

My tongue slipped and 

Left hundred prayers behind.

The happiness, which I never got

In 4000 square feet of palace,

Was incomparable,

To die in graveyard of 6 yards,

In a peaceful manner.

-SSS