Chugging train at a station stops <br />Passengers hop <br />Passengers Shop <br />Baggage is dropped <br />In dingy passages darkness gropes <br />Meandering through some clammy slopes <br /> <br />Trust delivered on time in tranches <br />Like autumn’s bare branches <br />Balancing act at the stop <br />String of tears water a crop <br />Another time another sop <br />One more shop <br /> <br />Whistler signals carry you on <br />On the fly another pawn <br />Another dawn <br />Frenzied throes of compulsive lust <br />Blocked by trust? <br />Blown to dust? <br /> <br />Not just…stay! <br />But no on the trodden, well worn way; <br />another stop if I may! <br />Gloom beset and gathering doom. <br />Cannot you be in a shared room! <br />Its just…only a lonely tomb <br /> <br />Trust is but a bubble thing; <br />a silent burst, just a hollow ring. <br />Baleful swallow in a cemetery twitters. <br />Profane an hushed silence glitters. <br />No more views an no more cues. <br />Time to alight an pay your dues <br /> <br />(Islamabad) <br />(May 01,2009)<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trust-121/
