Trust

Chugging train at a station stops

Passengers hop

Passengers Shop

Baggage is dropped

In dingy passages darkness gropes

Meandering through some clammy slopes

Trust delivered on time in tranches

Like autumn's bare branches

Balancing act at the stop

String of tears water a crop

Another time another sop

One more shop

Whistler signals carry you on

On the fly another pawn

Another dawn

Frenzied throes of compulsive lust

Blocked by trust?

Blown to dust?

Not just"¦stay!

But no on the trodden, well worn way;

another stop if I may!

Gloom beset and gathering doom.

Cannot you be in a shared room!

Its just"¦only a lonely tomb

Trust is but a bubble thing;

a silent burst, just a hollow ring.

Baleful swallow in a cemetery twitters.

Profane an hushed silence glitters.

No more views an no more cues.

Time to alight an pay your dues

Original

Saadat

(Islamabad)

(May 01, 2009)