Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk…
A lone train screeches
as it travels through
the hollower valleys
and gasping Wastelands
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk…
Piercing through the
bare empty winds
bursting into open clouds
thundering straight into
the darker nights on
narrowest bridges
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk…
carrying in it the ghost
passengers, yes those lost
trekkers pacing across
the numb eerie silences
keeping wrecked promises
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk…
stopping at the haunted
junctions of few spirited
bandits, headless inherited
curse of slained and martyred
those slaughtered and mattered
to some cause.
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk.
The train trails along
Cracked tracks beyond
Dense woods, those wronged
Pilgrims but still moves on
on lonely lanes treasuring in it
vowed wrecked promises
of now vanished travelers
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk…