it was dark deepen night.
disparate people were waiting ..
for the late night train.
on a mid-town railway station..

in bitter boon freeze cold.
she was laying..
emerges like a lump.
in rags like cloths..

trying in-vain to shield herself.
within meager & thin blanket..
she rose her head.
looking with bare pale eyes..

she forgot the counting of years.
on a sizzling summer night..
her parents left her.
since then the station was asylum..

as the train comes and go.
what-ever people gave to her..
starving, hungry thirsty.
since previous night..

whistle of coming train.
loaded with a lot of emotions ..
in the scary dark night .
in her nervous thin body..

feeling completely lost within .
she made her move..
forwarded her dry palm .
may be for some food..

passing by passengers.
look at her..
and advanced to.
their destination..


she is waiting for her turn.
to go abode on destination..
away from the world of.
miseries and sufferings..*

                                   *deovrat – 19.03.2015  ©