In The Bus

In the bus,
Where minds wander freely
And everyone is a stranger to see,
A lady stands perfectly by the isle
Gracefully blinking her eyes brought by weariness
Keeping her sight on the urban life

I wonder what she's thinking
I wonder where she will go
I wonder what she's missing
And I don't know how it goes

But in a blink of an eye
She is nowhere in my sight
The one that my eyes filmed for a while
And a spectacle captured for a moment

In the bus,
Where borrowed times are left forever
And the rain washes your worries away,
Someone had just shot me unknowingly
As the eyes of the world pass by my window
Only to be revived by her smile in my mind

Author's Note

Please review and rate my poem. Thank you!!! :)

Reviews

[aruntp Thalassery]

This is an intelligent piece of work...good imagination...created well...the scene....

[Ross Emerson Realino]

Oh, tnx!!! :)

[MadalaJose]

This quite a contemplative piece of poetry. Good work

[Ross Emerson Realino]

Tnx for the review :)