A Moment At The Railroad Crossing Poem by nimal dunuhinga

A Moment At The Railroad Crossing

Rating: 5.0


I stopped for a while till the Goods train moves.
Oh! Huge materials carry on that,
And it seems to be a non-stop train.
I counted the goods one by one,
To pass the time and my ghost like soul
Taken the impression what's the train showed.
'The life too is a non-stop train and we carry our huge sins
On our oblique shoulders.' My hidden ghost murmured.

* Half of my journey I have dreamed ragged Station Masters holding their unlit lanterns.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 07 January 2010

A sad, but powerful poem, The imagery of the station masters with their unlit lanterns is especially effective. Take care, Sandra

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Romeo Della Valle 06 January 2010

Honestly, I think this is a great piece, I tried to rate it but I have been having problem when rating, it does not go through, I don't know why, I already complained to the site and just like my ex-wife, no response at all (just joking) ...I don't know why brother, anyway, You got my vote,10+++Love and Peace....

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