Railway Station Blues

I'm swimming in a sea of people
And I am alone, lonely;
The music plays on tirelessly
But I can't seem to hear it.

In the rush of boarding,
In the squalor of crowds
I am alone, and all I can think of
Is the splendour of your smile.

The first jerks of motion -
I am moving, endlessly,
Driven by thoughts of you.

The lights have dimmed,
Lightning has slept,
The rain drizzles on
And you are not here.

Reviews

[Zahra]

Beautifully penned. Concise and nicely flowing.

[Rachelle]

This is reality: to be in a sea of people and forced to move with the tide and yet, the soul cries in melancholy for the one to complete you and bring you home.

[Saddam]

In the squalor of crowds
I am alone, and all I can think of
Is the splendour of your smile.

Where you found this idea? New idea, but nicely penned.