Some titbits
in the underground station.
Wandering aimlessly around,
Pondering a while, some
philosophy,
Where do I come from? Where do I
land?
They come like a
faithful puppy
All the while, inescapable:
Moments of fleeting
doubts ,
Aroma of coffee, inspires you,
Your tablet convinces , consoles,
Soothingly types your
parrot like
Speculations. Endlessly go on,
Looking out now
and then,
Each station throbbing
with
Agile commuters, automated
Shutters ,technology’s pin,
You go on, on till
reach
Your destination.
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