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Ana Jun 2017
waiting for the train,
i heard your footsteps behind me.
i look to see your eyes first.
it immediately met mine.
those brown eyes seemed like the light i've been looking for.
your long, curved lashes,
your sweet, sweet pink lips.
that, i worship.

staring at each other,
i'm pretty sure there's much difference.
you looking at me, while i,
search for you.

you said hello.
i see your lips form a smile
and i couldn't help but swallow my heart.
i am trapped.
i've come to ride the train to get to where i am going
but now it seems like the ride itself is my destination
it's you i want to go to.
it's you i want to conquer.
Rachel Ace May 2017
·····The Top·····
Golden yellow freshness, flowers and spikes rocking
A large reservoir of water in the distance
(Imaginations of us in my head among sweet clear wheat)
I'm sitting on top of a hill                                      
   Every day waiting for you                              
                               and you don't arrive ....
I don't understand the reasons
Storm sounds far away
Sad lyrics with violins start in my mind

I wait for you every day

Do not you remember the good times?
When we spoke in writing, as little notes
Because you don't tell me that you don't like the letters
Do not like the slow romantic songs?

I am still the classic romantic girl in a slightly sloppy dress
What awaits you with illusions near the atmosphere

I hope you aren't lost in another galaxy trying to be another

Clouds formed by warm air
You never arrive
I wait for you

Wishing you two legends together at the top of the hill.

-Codelandandmore // 22:44PM ©
Inpired by James Dean folk air.
Nicole Bataclan May 2017
Sun kissed,
The warm wind skating on my skin
One hand on the shoulder,

The other one holding on tight to this moment.

A day for the books,
In mine nonetheless

Our past months rumbling in my helmet,
Taking me on this ride to where we are heading.

I close my eyes to see

Right here, I am free.
Star BG May 2017
I glide into my life everyday,
as if I'm on a bicycle.  
A fun ride
to feel the wind gently caress face.
To experience the power inside the moment.

Yes, I ride a bike everyday
to pedal through all my dreams.
Inspired by Ana Papaya
Chris Vans May 2017
I drove to nowhere
This is where I found you
Pushing my bike up the hill as others ride up it.
Their eyes both laugh at me and judge me.
Abdullah Ayyash Apr 2017
The life that we live in
Is just a train we all ride
A crescent appears in the skies
When the moon falls behind
Darkness is all over the place
When the sun goes blind
This is not a story to make you sad
Or something to make you hide
It's to tell you how the pain ends
If you choose who stays beside
Life can be worth living after all
When you throw sadness aside
I can't tell you how happy I can be
Every time you cross my mind
So please just stay close to me
Don't let me disappear in the tide
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
April 13th, 2017
George Krokos Apr 2017
Can you imagine what it would be like
to ride the wind high on a kite
attached to a string held by someone's hand
while moving around on the land?
The experience would take your breath away
and make you wonder how you could stay
forever there up in the sky
looking down with a bird's eye.
Written in 2017
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