Midnight Train

Midnight Train

A Poem by Muddy B.
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VISIONING THINGS IN THE EYES OF SOMEONE WHO MAY NEVER ENTER THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN

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Im on a midnight train

back to that place where

my sanity is in tact

and my heart is in pain

and the world around me

seem to be living in vain

even when i close my eyes

and open them back up

all seems to be frozen

and i seem to be stuck

on this midnight train

back to the place we call hell

and to the home you walk into

without a ring of a doorbell

and the guys we trash

live with no parole and no bail

and this place we refer to as heaven

has always been hell

and when we look out the window

for yesterday's tomorrow

the only thing we get is the world's sorrow

im on a midnight train

where the engine roars

and one glimpse in the mirror

makes us explore

what should be

but knots are tied around what is

and if this midnight train never stops

this outlook on my world

is where i prefer to be

less involvement for me

just watch the way things go

© 2008 Muddy B.


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I feel the rhythm of the poem. It's almost like sitting in a train and watching scenes pass you by.

I understand what you mean. You want the world to improve each day, but each day leaves you more cynical. The more cynical you become, the more you want to become a bystander rather than a participant.

Great work. Post more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I love just checking out various writers work. This is so good, and the rythm of it is very solid throughout. I am glad I happened by. Sincere and an enjoyable read. Thanks .....raining

Posted 16 Years Ago


life is something else . there is so much that your mind can see and feel that u can put it down into words of reality for us to understand your pain. this is really great

Posted 16 Years Ago


Interesting perspective about life. If I were you I would try to made a short science fiction story around this.
I like the quiet desperation you express in the conclusions that seem simple facts in it.

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


I like your writings, you have very good use of imagery

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What rhythm and meter. I jumped on board this train and was amazed at your writing ability. I am so glad I found this. There is so much said here, so many thoughts conveyed, that I have the sense as I read it, that these words have been wrought out of love, hurt, loneliness, happiness, pain, and anguish. This is a powerful exhortation of one's place in reality. Well done!
Todd

Posted 16 Years Ago


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God, I love the way you write! I really don't like poetry usually but you have such a way of wording things that it pulls me in anyway. I said it before and I'll say it again - music is where you should be. Incidentally enough, it's the best way to touch people's hearts.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel the rhythm of the poem. It's almost like sitting in a train and watching scenes pass you by.

I understand what you mean. You want the world to improve each day, but each day leaves you more cynical. The more cynical you become, the more you want to become a bystander rather than a participant.

Great work. Post more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow that was really cool. Great imagery. It felt like I was actually on a train leading into the darker parts of life. I especially liked the yesterday's tomorrow part. And it rhymed, which rocks!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Muddy B.

New Orleans, LA



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