Train
Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 2:26 pm
Let me know what you think. What I originally wrote this poem, I assumed it really sucked, but after some critiquing, I realized its not as bad as I thought and just needs a little work. Tear into it!
Trains
I have no memories of you.
Faded photos line empty walls
telling stories of a time
I long to remember.
I've never seen your face,
but I know your voice by heart.
I feel you in my sleep,
a part of me
I will never get to love.
In a dream I am at the station
waiting for the train
and feeling your absence.
Again, I miss you and again
I am confused.
I board and hear your call
(a little too late again)
and I reach out to grasp
a slipping hand.
I feel guilty
because I left you behind.
Trains
I have no memories of you.
Faded photos line empty walls
telling stories of a time
I long to remember.
I've never seen your face,
but I know your voice by heart.
I feel you in my sleep,
a part of me
I will never get to love.
In a dream I am at the station
waiting for the train
and feeling your absence.
Again, I miss you and again
I am confused.
I board and hear your call
(a little too late again)
and I reach out to grasp
a slipping hand.
I feel guilty
because I left you behind.