Sailaway...

The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn’t a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn’t a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.

My heart is warm with friends I made,
And better friends I’ll not be knowing;
Yet there isn’t a train I’d rather take,
No matter where it’s going.

:eek: kia mutlab hai ye poem post kerne se aap ka :eek: :bummer: :mad:

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NOO! :crying: You can’t!:bummer:

Kamo uncle wapas ayein na :bailan: :frowning:

wats going on :crying:

Kamran jigar, kahan jaa raha hai train pakar kar yaara, ye jaldi se bata do plz, ur such an energetic poster here, I wouldnt want 2 see u go

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oh tu ap ja rahya kahin chaliey jahan be rahin khush rahian :D

:hehe: I ain’t going anywhere… iTnee asaani se jataa mai…:halo:

Mal1k Sahib :nahnah: thanks for your kind comments :slight_smile: