Me...




Train

A train rushing round the track

never looking back

speeding

 

Then a sharp bend

 

END

CRASH

 

Broken

but

Still repairable

 

A hand reaches out

puts it back on track

 

Slowly it moves again

not as fast

still moving

but

still

broken

 

My Life, I am that Train.

 





Poetry by Blilith
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Written on 2012-03-11 at 11:14

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Judging by your writings, there's nothing broken about you

good poem

xxx Stan
2012-04-07


Zalan
Human life is full of uncertainty but still we must have to keep on moving with an positive attitude... :)
2012-03-15


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
As are most of us.
2012-03-11