Last Station Poem by Reyhane Paeezi

Far or near? ? ! !

There is a Station here,

For you to come one day

After passing the hill and the bay,

Here is always crowded

With the passengers, who are still bonded,

Bonded to the previous stations

To the affections and the sensations,

But the last station is always waiting...

And we will arrive at it weeping... (unfortunately... rarely laughing)

Reyhane