Sunday, September 22, 2013

[Day 4] 365 Days of Poetry Writing

Day 4
Walking onto This Platform

Walking onto this platform,
I saw many brave souls.
Before the train arrived,
the sound of their conversations is the most unbearable of all.

 When thinking carts arrived,
all the souls board,
I stayed.

When the platform was occupied by
no one, but--
I burst out laughing, crying, screaming.
I am,
the genius of the silenced.

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