Mr.Dubey, What Are You Doing Here? Sitting On The Platform Of Life, Sir Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Mr.Dubey, what are you doing here on the platform?
Sir, when I came for the first time, I just alighted on this platform
And when I shall have to take the return journey train,
I shall have to come to this platform,
Hence, am seeing the trains going with packed up passengers,
I think where do they come from
And where do they go to so many of them?

Am waiting for the train to board,
As have to go one day,
Goodbye, bye-bye,
Am going, sir.

Dubey, you said it that you would someday,
Just seeing the passing trains
And now going.

Yes, sir, if God permits, shall meet you again,
Shall se you again
And in the meantime, the train whistling
And lo, has started chugging,
Left the station.