Joyride (# A to Z Challenge)

My Joyride

She held her breath,
that raced the fast and furious train.
Cutting across life,
to embrace the winds.

Her hand held out into the daybreak,
to kiss the sunlight,
that brought life to a frozen soul,
under the boulevard of clouds.

Perhaps! the mild,
yet the fake and momentary tempests
cuddled with her dusky hair,
like a midas touch.

Her soul sang and danced in rhymes,
to beatsΒ of the train,
onto the speeding tracks of life,
like a DJ.

I call this my joyride
A joyride
that drained out the pain,
of the haphazard minds
and bruised wounds,
which went unattended since ages.

Regards,
PratZ

“Trains” are the heart and soul of Mumbai.
This is precisely what I experienced every single day of 5 yrs journey by trains.
I miss travelling by trains.. πŸ™‚

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36 thoughts on “Joyride (# A to Z Challenge)

  1. This is seriously beautiful! I mean….how well you have captured the entire joyride in small lines of expression!
    Her hand held out into the daybreak,
    to kiss the sunlight,
    that brought life to a frozen soul,
    under the boulevard of clouds.
    Toooooooo good!

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  2. This was lovely…!!! Never experienced the train journey in mumbai πŸ™‚ But definitely the local trains otherwise… train journeys are always fun.
    Enjoyed it!!!
    P.S: Did u make any changes to the poem..??? πŸ˜‰ ; )

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  3. Wow! You’ve made train journey in Mumbai sound so blissful! πŸ˜€ It almost makes me forget the crushing and the bone digging and what not. Love your take on it πŸ™‚

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