Ivan Sokac

Rookie - 172 Points (15.03.1975. / Belgrade (Serbia))

Train Station - Poem by Ivan Sokac

There is a tramble in a speed of the eye.
Station is full,
And one after another are preparing to leave.
People...
Trains...
I dreamed them all.
I know where they are going and where they will arrive.
Good for them!
Such an horizon and infinite space.
I see them out and in my head are well known pictures.
... to get away swiftly before I become insane.
It's already late.
And I didn't drink my coffee till the end.
I did not feel the ardor among my fingers.
... And they are already gone.

Train station is full again,
And one after another are preparing to leave.
People...
Trains...

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Ballad


Comments about Train Station by Ivan Sokac

  • (5/20/2018 1:23:00 AM)


    Train station is full
    And one after another are preparing to leave.

    ..........just leaving....!

    nice great 10+++
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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (4/27/2018 5:40:00 AM)


    I didn't drink my coffee till the end.
    I did not feel the ardor among my fingers.
    ... And they are already gone. Train journey, a symbol of life........passing, no one waits for any one........ life.. tha nk u dear poet for ur thoughts. tony
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  • Naila Rais (4/27/2018 4:22:00 AM)


    Such a great start... Keep it up... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too.
    Naila
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 27, 2018



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