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Don't trust trains They take you places, shuffling Across steel paths cut for them And take you for the pleasure of places With  no thought of the coming back, Not of home Don't trust trains They sprinkle your sense of home Across a wilderness of bright faces With a sense of shallow humour, dark as You'll never meet them again, like all Upon rare returns all has changed, trains have swept all on, flash Don't trust trains Don't step to the pedastal, platform Lest you've been warned a thousand times and Disregarded every word For the churning of wheels, you Have laughed with a wheeze at the choke of belonging And wished for more, I Wish not to see you on the train For just one time, if you are ready To love and lose me I'm here, bitterly tossed At your sweet lap to take some hours of each other Sprinkled on our lips like momentary dew Until we evaporate and leave only the salt of loss Adding what we can to life, no Unless you really are ready for that Never trust trains
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 4:54 AM UTC
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Don't trust trains They take you places, shuffling Across steel paths cut for them And take you for the pleasure of places With  no thought of the coming back, Not of home Don't trust trains They sprinkle your sense of home Across a wilderness of bright faces With a sense of shallow humour, dark as You'll never meet them again, like all Upon rare returns all has changed, trains have swept all on, flash Don't trust trains Don't step to the pedastal, platform Lest you've been warned a thousand times and Disregarded every word For the churning of wheels, you Have laughed with a wheeze at the choke of belonging And wished for more, I Wish not to see you on the train For just one time, if you are ready To love and lose me I'm here, bitterly tossed At your sweet lap to take some hours of each other Sprinkled on our lips like momentary dew Until we evaporate and leave only the salt of loss Adding what we can to life, no Unless you really are ready for that Never trust trains
I'm travelling on a train! A poem about making friends while travelling and losing them just after they become precious to you, after they're made indispensible, it's sad, but you can love and lose and feel happy for it, I find
#sad#travel#happy#train#journey#adventure
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 4:54 AM UTC
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