Train Ride

Train Ride

A Poem by Chris Smith

 

So here I am on this cold morning.
Boarding the 9:10 to nowhere
Just to go and be free without warning
To search for feelings that say I care.
 
I started to recollect on my thoughts
On what I wanted my life to be
The longer I thought the more I got lost.
So slowly I leaned my head back to see
 
Destinations stops shadow my life.
Next Stop First Love, Like a broken Song.
I cringed as I recalled my first love bite
We had met at a time and place so wrong.
 
Only to fall in love, with a Puppy-love bark
And to end with only a sorrow good-bye
She broke the news at our favorite park
About her cheating, and all of her lies
 
The train had suddenly come to a halt,
I raise my head to see a cute Blonde leave.
I smiled only to be judged by default.
I can't believe I acted so naive.
 
Boringly out the window I looked.
To see the never-ending clouds
A few more words from my hands I shook
I thought of how my dad might be proud.
 
About all the things I had done
I sometimes wish that he was here
Just to bond that old father and son
and at this thought sheds a lonely tear
 
I start to write more steadily now
About the good times and the bad
The more it happens the more I vow
To never be broken or even sad
 
But that falls to pieces every time
Someone walks in and shatters my life
Just for once i would like to Shine.
To finally make these things right.
 
I slowly close my eyes to dream
and selfishly wish for happier days
But I’m doomed or so it seems
To repeat this heart-broken phase
 
So here i am Riding this Train
Accompanied by this lonely seat
Searching for someone who belongs
Next to me, to make me complete.

 

© 2008 Chris Smith


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wow! powerful. i like it. but you dont always nead someone . some times all you nead is u. and that can be the best company of all. keap up th great work
luv ya
Aileen

Posted 16 Years Ago


You are complete all by yourself. You only need search for someone to add to your greatness. We all ride this train of hopes, dreams and memories. It seems though you judge yourself to harshly. Maybe the blonde in your poem had issues of her own. Remember this journey and keep writing about the experiences you face. I think you have the knack for expressing it. Very Good!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Pj
Gosh you poor bugger- so much pain woven into your heart, just starting to heal, I pray.
Thank you for being brave and sharing your soul.

Posted 16 Years Ago


It has a gorgeous flow to it and is easy to identify with. I have learnt to shine with and without people now but your poem reminded me of a time in my life I was too niave to be able to. I enjoy the darkness and the way it makes me feel, it helps me embrace my ignorance when younger. I love being able to look back and think 'you've learnt a lot'.

Posted 16 Years Ago


this is very nicely done. i love it..library material

Posted 16 Years Ago


What a nice trip down memory lane with a clean format and rhyme scheme and a good blend of past vs future in the last stanza. Great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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I'm 20 years Old, Hearing Impaired, been through a Hell of a lot, and I'm still here due to the ones that i keep close around me, and the ones who never leave my side no matter what i do. I've been a.. more..


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