A poem i composed last Feb 3,2018 when one day i passed by the train station where i saw this lady seated apprehensively.
Seated on a bench
Waiting for the train
Thinking of our days
Those happy moments we shared.
People pass by in every direction
Trying to catch the train just like me
Partners holding hands, some are quarrelsome
That don't change the fact, we have our own pact.
Then here comes the train
To take us all backagain
To the place we want to go
And start all over again.
To find the right path, plan...
And start to begin again
A new idea, new direction
Then the train stopped, I know I'm there.
But whatever it is, one thing is for sure
Something's got to change
I know there's always a way
To start all over again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem