Peeps from a railway carriage casement, our land passes by
as a movie in short of a moving life, that spending
anywhere anyhow just to reach own destination,
unknown. Few fences of bamboo, village ponds, bathing mass
and a long strip of a lean river as a silver band
passengers are dreaming a better end, peaceful
some children are drawing life in their schools
Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 8:39 AM UTC
Peeps from a railway carriage casement, our land passes by
as a movie in short of a moving life, that spending
anywhere anyhow just to reach own destination,
unknown. Few fences of bamboo, village ponds, bathing mass
and a long strip of a lean river as a silver band
passengers are dreaming a better end, peaceful
some children are drawing life in their schools
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