The Metro Walker

Posted by Varunahuja
November 13, 2017



These empty coaches i walk by in

Have numerous tales trapped within.

These hollow walls i am standing in
Are screaming stories of silence therein.

Tales of the poor, the rich, the ugly
All start at the station
And end at the backdoor gully.

These silent groans give
Some lonesome company
To this dreary traveller
Wondering in the corner
Trying each story
That fits him in.

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