The Raven's TrainA Poem by Inner Rain11/09/09
The whistle blows
The train descends to a place unknown The wheels start with a screech And in surprise my heart skips a beat The coat of the train is painted solid night Just like the color of the hours never polite The seats are scarlet with the stains of love-down-the-drain May i see your ticket please? Welcome aboard the raven's train! © 2010 Inner Rain |
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Added on March 26, 2010 Last Updated on March 26, 2010 AuthorInner RainCity Of The LivingAboutWhy I Write?! I love to write poems... Not really planning to make it a profession, i just enjoy it. I write to relieve stress, especially school-related stress and also so i can express my emot.. more..Writing
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