The Goods Train Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The goods train,
Where does it come from,
Where does it go to,
Where from the journey,
Where to end?

All time
I find it at work,
Coming and going,
coming and going,
Getting pulled,
Pulled and dragged.

The goods train,
Goods train
Hurting,
Hurting and hastening,
hastening and hurtling
With so many carriers,
Boxes and tankers
And wagons.

The goods train,
Goods train,
Coming and going,
Going and going,
But where
With so many boxes and wagons,
Cartons and carriers,
Where from,
Whereto going?

The driver at the helm
With the engine cabin,
Thereafter the bogies,
Boxes and tankers
Or carriers,
Wagons
So many
Difficult to be counted,
Just keep seeing
And the at the end
The solitary guard room.