The Last Train Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

The Last Train

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When the last train chugs out of the station
the doppler sound mingles
with his unseen tears' flow

I got nowhere to go.

The lone small window will close
chrome sun won't come soon
night would echo in silent flow

I got nowhere to go.

They all went their home

a place on earth
where a heart
where a hearth
sews a peace
brews a love

only his eyes burn
in fireflies' glow

I got nowhere to go.

In the crickets' hum
sleep doesn't come
and it's long since the last train rolled
from this barren cold.

He can't make sense
can't follow

Why he got nowhere to go!

Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 04 September 2014

Such a moving write.... the agony of a man who is a homeless vagabond is so poignantly pictured! The state of having no where to go is such a miserable state!

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Geetha Jayakumar 03 September 2014

Sad and touching write indeed. Beautiful flow of words, with touching lines..I got nowhere to go. It's so sad when a person faces such situation in his life. This had really happened with many. You have depicted it very well in this poem. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing with us.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 03 September 2014

Death of an eldest who survived long..vacating the generation of equivalent supposed to be a poem with deep core thank you Pradip10

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Lorraine Colon 02 September 2014

This sounds like the lament of a homeless person with no one and no place to call his own. How sad, but beautifully written.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 02 September 2014

Very touching indeed when bidding farewell at a station..........very well expressed with touching lines.............

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