The whistle blew very high
soon faded away somewhere in the sky.
They say their goodbyes,
but the eyes can't hide that cry.

Last announcement repeated that night,
Meeting and departing constitutes this life.
They'll keep their journey furtive,
but the emotions couldn't keep it frenzied.

Tears glisten down the cheeks,
Musings spill the beans
Distance demarcated the lives
wanted to travel miles.

Desolation began to hover their features,
Soon the crowd realise love is the best teacher........


© Poorva