Sunday, February 21, 2010



A Hobo's Life
by
Barnali Saha 
The drifting soul at dawn awakes

A new journey everyday he makes

Climbing the heavy breast of the sleeping watchmen

The gypsy goes on a new quest yet again

The undulating tail of the morning train

Its whistle mellow, a new hope again

A vagabond life-bound he has no plight

He is a happy lark enjoying the ride

From Wyoming to Mississippi his train runs fast

While he stands there smelling the smoking dust

Hallelujah, Hallelujah his heart cries

The cold air his tainted lips bite

And as dusk sets in and evening yawns

In the heaving train his heart beckons

A home like others, a mortal shade

Love for his consort his bones abrade

The gentle soul croons and chimes

To send-off the mourning railroad climes

But as morning comes around hard and stale

The hobo bids adieu to his nightly wail

He sweeps the street and fixes the road

Wiping his sweat with his raggedy cloth

A piece of bread is all he wants

Singing the hobo song of daring swans

The peripatetic spirit to the whistle bound

Climbs on the train embracing a land lost and found

Roaming the wide world taking a ride

The train is his soulmate, his only pride

The mounts and valleys pass and end

From winter to spring the seasons bend

But his journey goes from station next

To a new destination his heart behest

The cage of life is a deathbed for him

For he is a traveler a wandering beam.



2 comments:

MADHU RAO | (INDImag.COM) said...

We have a story writing contest and would love to see you participate. Below are the details :

INDImag’s Katha Sagar Contest. USD $150/- in Prizes

www.INDImag.com

Stories have a way of connecting people and touching their hearts. Like a good cup of coffee, a thriller can stimulates one’s senses and linger on far after enjoying it, while at the diametric opposite end of the spectrum, a story that your grandmother narrated to you as a kid, soothed you to sleep and filled you with sweet dreams.

Stories, like clay, provide an endless medium of possibilities limited only by the author’s imagination. We want to unleash a sea of these stories. Hence Katha Sagar..

barnalisaha said...

Dear Madhu:

Thank you so much for the invitation. I would definitely like to participate, can you please tell my how I can submit my work?

Barnali