A room full of people talking like runaway
trains that won’t ever stop.
No sun or moon rises or sets for the room—
no day or night, no seasons.
...
Read full text
Brings back memories of a recent poetry slam I went to for the first time, ..Love the expressions used in the second stanza, setting a mature mood. Keep up the good work! !
'He stands against the corner of a wall. He tries to become the corner, ' I am a chronic observer of life...I loved this piece..
Sometimes I feel exactly like him. Big room, people that you don't really know and never give you the chance to speak.. Realistic poem and well written! HBH
What happens next? ? C'mon, don't leave us hanging - give the guy his own poem! We like to cheer for the underdog, you know?
Very true. But when there are introverts standing in every corner, they connect in their silent way, and let other people move fast by: they know better than that. I totally relate to this poem. Thank you for sharing. Julia