Time is a train you'll always miss in the last minute
Because you stumbled
Over your untied shoelaces
Twenty right things ago.
Life is not as fast, but it might catch up one day
So let it carry you instead
You are on a roundtrip, so you will return
There's no hurry to keep up.
You might hear the engine's siren,
Once in a while.
It sounds like songs of tomorrow
Or the playlists of past
Nod along, and find a different tune after,
Before it gets boring.
Savour the chai on rainy days
Along with the tears
And eat all sorts of experiences
An empty stomach only makes you angry, I've heard.
And when you finally reach the right station
Open doors and a waiting train;
The compartment you seat yourself in
Might seem like home after all.
I wish your journey is well worn
So there are only windows looking out
To the paths you've taken
And no regrets knocking at your door.
When you give your blanket a flourish
And curl up on the berth
I wish you sleep dreamless
The kind that comes after a tiring journey
And leaves you satisfied.