white smoke from the train
keep rushing to my brain
remembering all the bliss and pain
on my last summer train:
i walked towards the darkness
of the nightwith only the moonlight keeping me
in sighttremendous trees lead my path
to the bewildering express, i sat
not leaving till completely full
would be loaded when yule
being the only passenger
i couldn't wait any longer
there's no turning back once you enter
and i guess nothing could be better
when you're on a train waiting
but still living and completely breathing
i had no other choice
every night there's a lot of noise
mangy wild creatures hunting
with angergoing out there would be
extreme danger
days and nights subsequently
passed bydifferent clouds formed in the sky
until one night changed my life
but stabbed and broke my heart
like a knife
a dashing lad entered the
bewildering expresslooking at his best and he was 21,
i guess?i couldn't help but stare at him
his green eyes in the darkness gleamed
he walked toward me and have
beaten my heartside by side we were together,
a feet aparthe broke the silence with his voice
so manly"may i know your name, my lady?"
moments with him are treasure
sincere words and demeanor
he said he loves me, so do
and our found love was not a lie
then december came and passengers filled half of the train
learned different lessons, my life
was not vainmet new friends and made adventures together
in a magical vehicle, couldn't it
be better?
at last, the train was fully loaded
ready to go and we departed
going to different parts of the city
leaving this province full of mystery
while he was in a deep slumber,
i couldn't help but wonder
would we be able to meet again?
would he not forget my name?
could not help but cry
could not help to question, "why?"
then he said to me, "love will always find a way"
"but baby, can't you just stay?"
never thought of loving you
never thought of losing you
and now i'm missing you
hope you miss me too
maybe love is never meant to last long
the memories we shared
will become my songi hope we can continue what we had
on the train I considered
the train of love
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Enchanted (A Collection of Poetry)
Poetryteenage memories immortalized through words ✒️ 2018 - 2022