On the outskirts of some woebegone town
when the sky was overcast by clouds of rain
and massive shadows
a train rattled in and from a sunshine suburb
It ushered in a dash of an irrelevant hope.
There is still an era lingering there
beckoning people to get on the train
and find the space to sleep and dream.
Get off at any platform and wander into the town;
spend the day in anonymity and come back home
before the sun goes down beyond the hill.
when the sky was overcast by clouds of rain
and massive shadows
a train rattled in and from a sunshine suburb
It ushered in a dash of an irrelevant hope.
There is still an era lingering there
beckoning people to get on the train
and find the space to sleep and dream.
Get off at any platform and wander into the town;
spend the day in anonymity and come back home
before the sun goes down beyond the hill.
Sushama Karnik
Thanks for the image: Souheil Ghammachi
May your today be as the best
of your yesterdays but not
nearly as good as the best of
your tomorrows. Always keep
the faith - all storms end...
of your yesterdays but not
nearly as good as the best of
your tomorrows. Always keep
the faith - all storms end...
-Soul Matters
Have a good week start
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Makes me glad. Hopes should always be irrelevant. Less is the disappointment when they go unfulfilled but unexpected joy if they are fulfilled. Wish you a creative week ahead @Grace Wisdom
Excellent poem! Thanks!
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