Sitting on the platform waiting for a train
late again
I wonder what my fellow commuters are thinking
Do they share in my plight
or go beyond it
into the night
with that sinking feeling
that we have waited all day
for the same train
Category: travel
Grey Days
Those days without a cause
seldom few, have but remorse,
to travel across the land,
hardships are reminiscent,
peace mends the hearts sorrow,
for now that journey
has come to an end.
The Golden Tears 