Leaving forever but with a prize...

Before getting into the train
She cast a last look at the lane
From behind the ticket counter which went
After three specified turns finally bent
And stopped short in front of a gate
A single story house now perhaps with a sign 'to let'...
That house had been her home
Three years and accumulated months some...
That house had been a happy home
Where she spent her lovely life so wholesome...
Now leaving all for another life
She closeted into her all tears and strife...
She took a deep breathe in...a long heave...
She cast a last look of the town before she would leave...
The tree lined avenue had landmarks...
Of spending a span of a whole monsoon dark...
On the terrace...being forever wet
Of being stung painless by poison of love as fate...
She stood at the gate of the compartment
Her mind diffused in time that drained...
All her resource...her being...her self...
The train moved but she only into the deep of nostalgia delved...
The shrill whistle her mind shook
She nodded in disbelief about the journey that she unknowingly took...
The face of her man came poignant
She broke into a flood of tears and losing breath how did she pant...
The train took up speed as if it wanted to move with her fast away...
The train must have felt how she by memories swayed...
Collapsing on the seat she her strained eyes shut
Still couldn't accept how her man for someone else from her did part...
Just then she felt a sudden kick silly
Within... her slightly bulgy belly...
She woke wide open awake
And with her palm she did a survey take...
Wasn't she shocked and fully surprised?
Hadn't she from her man got a fabulous prize?
Tears again rolled down her cheeks...
The small rivulet this time with a sense of fulfillment her pricked...

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