Railway Tracks

Twice or thrice they crisscross
Across the level crossing
And the nettles cling 
Stubbornly to their sides
Spreading their displeasure
Upon the broken ridges
Of crumbling soil;

But the nettles cannot go
Where railway tracks lead-
Everywhere
And nowhere
All at once

Whistling into the night
With a longing
That pierces
Isolation.


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(c) Omer Tarin.
 Pub ''Pasban Review'' Pakistan (1999) 

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