Railway Track

We are two parallel lines

 Stretched for miles

Ferrying bogies of goods merchandise

People and their dreams

Running through cities valleys

Hills and plain

And at times difficult terrain

The hissing sounds of trains

As they stop and start again

Make us muse about clearing of throat

On a wintry morning

As life restarts after a bit of juggling

Unending rattle and rumble

We have withstood with a smile

For we are conduit to realization of hope

And cannot act otherwise

We act bold and bare our chest

Smooth running from one platform to the other

Is at our behest

They say.... We cannot meet

For we are saddled with differences

But we greet each other

With a robust smile day after day

As we have come to terms with crux of the matter

And so savor each bit

 Of this unending sojourn

This being both our journey and destination.