So cool so provoking wind blowing up my face
As if trying to wake me up
But I’m just running along with the train
Blinking and glaring outside not to find anyone
Just glaring
Different stations are passing
Different sellers selling their merchandise
Caring nothing; just glaring
But still trying to find someone
No not but yes, maybe
In return getting nothing but a pinch of delight
Accumulating it just running
So fast so slow sometimes
Breathtaking landscapes, rivers, mountains
Just wonderful
Falling down sun giving me nothing
But a note of unknown happiness
Just gulping it running
Then came the stars twinkling
Maybe trying to show a drama
Enjoying it, each and every bit of it
I’m just running
Just running along with the train
