Travel Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The train
To maintain
Long journey
With passengers safety

Long rush
With heavy push
You are hardly comfortable
Find little place after struggle

Still a life line
For poor to be declined
With dose of load
It is still preferred to road

Even though, no facility
Yet life line already
Easy way of transportation
Country's economy depend between stations

Millions move daily
With no care really
Many board on roof top
Jump it when trains stops

Travel in train
If you want to see heaven
Any time train may derail
Life shall automatically fail