Life

Life short poem

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Life is but a journey, like one’s journey in a train
Where scenes and locales pass you by
As you move past them during your journey in the train.
No trace, no memories get left behind
As you disembody at the destination
And it dawns on you that this too is just a bind,
Passing many stations before reaching its destination
Life is but a journey, like one’s journey in a train

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Preeti
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Indeed life is like a train journey…with stations of joys and sorrows! Nice one!

Laya Sarath
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Wow…so tiny poem ..yet everything covered..wonderful..

Geetha Paniker
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Wow! Life is truly like a train journey.

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