The Railway Poem by Raj Arumugam

The Railway



sometimes we are between
the known and the unknown
between the familiar and the unfamiliar

then there's nothing that's known;
all we have are suppositions
masquerading as certainties

we must go
where time takes us
and we survive by not holding on;
the train does not stop for us
and we are not to a plan,
there's no schedule

things fall in place again
and the book of life writes itself

The Railway
Friday, August 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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poem based on painting "The Railway" (1873) by Édouard Manet
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