Saksharism

I came across a greet Which was actually so sweet The voice was a soft treat For my ears to hear in repeat. "Mishti" as they called her, Her voice which never failed to empower The depressed ones in despair To sail all the way to recover. I befriended her for her melody, Realising her power to overcome tragedy And kept myself always ready To assist in her thesis of comedy. But little did I realise later That her words were not always a setter, But sometimes also a narrator Of softness towards a potential hater. The always enchanting glee Slowly started to flee At the sight or text of me To escape everything of mine to see. A raw text of "hi" would take hours, Followed by days, months and years. And would eventually get to pierce The bond which once desired to be so fierce. I was quite shocked, But not more than being ignored, As the silence soared  And the drums of my emotions roared. I soon gave her a call, But the discussion slowly began to fall Like a batsman def...

As the civilization welcomed the rail, What story did it proclaim to tell? When the withering leaves began to rustle, There was always this shrill welcoming whistle! In the slowly breaking ground of cracks, There was a rush to install the tracks! Present was coal assembled in tonnes, Acting as fuel for pulling the wagons! The new enchanting wheel, Crafted purely from molded Steel - Was waiting to make all feel  The power of the real deal ! People could not stop witnessing the engine About how big actually was the machine - And the crew was prominently seen, Waiting inside it for the signal to be green! And at the moment of blowing the horn, Nowhere was the silence of the dawn !! The engine slowly started to proceed, With it carrying a lot of families to feed ! The quest for bread was never that strong,  Bringing hope to many families along! Inside the coal was all the might Of forcing the hunger-struck children to fight, And get the dream of a sight To witness their future bri...