The Last Station When the clouds of slumber darkness surround The ground shakes You want to move but your hands and feet flail Tears dry as a dark drought engulfs your eyes Watching the train as it crosses all stations of life Maybe wanting it to stop but alas!! You only watch it cross the last stop Sun sets and you loose all bets, now there's nothing to fret You wait as the white light surrounds u, And the calmness befalls on you, Finally the serenity and placidness of the universe devours you. --Navneet this is a poem about thoughts when u could only think about the end
