Middle Lane Express Train
2 February, 2006
Author: Ben Franklin
Days go by, normal train,
Normal middle Lane.
Then that somone comes along,
train turns to express,
middle Lane turns to outside lane.
Eyes become more aware
Life becomes more fair,
A room is no longer empty
as your standing there.
They bring back that bounce in your step,
they mop up the tears on the floor from the last time you
you wept.
Then on their part something small gets in the way,
for example their past,
strange,
I kind of knew this express train would not last.
------- Author's Notes -------
You know when you start to give dating another go, and you get that "oooh,I remember this feeling", Then BANG!you realise why you waited so long to give it another try..... |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Clive (71.37.156.96) -- Wednesday, February 1 2006, 11:10 pm Always give dating a chance, Someone out there like you has also been burned before. Relationships they come and go, The one that will last will be the one not looked for, but already there.. liked this one |
| Meridian (64.12.116.5) -- Thursday, February 2 2006, 04:03 pm Franklin and Franklin! I guess this is one of life's hard lessons learned...sad to say but if you look to your left, Cinderella is still cooking for her two evil sisters, and if you look to your right....BEAUTY IS STILL SLEEPING! LOL! Well, you know who to lean on when you get depressed....God, family, friends, and Me! So put on a smile, even if it's a fake one! Your heart is in your work! Wonderoso poem! (Another one of my words for wonderful) |
| Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Thursday, February 2 2006, 07:28 pm Clive thanks for your words,dating seems to be a pain in the arse for me!(exucuse the french),lets hope things change a!Thank you once again. Miss Meri.oh not depressed,just a little confused(a bit dizzy spears) thanks for reading! |
| Terrie* (69.19.138.6) -- Sunday, February 5 2006, 08:45 pm Ben , my Son in Poetry, your writin' is so fulfillin' no matter what the subject, your a handsome lad, with a sunny personality, the right gal shall see you gleam from from beyond the ocean,the sound and taste of love you will not mistaken, like the song of the lonely mermaid that searches for the right man.. you will find each other, you never know, sometimes that one special "Gal" may be sooo close by.. |
| Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Sunday, February 12 2006, 10:05 pm Aun-T thank you for your kind comments,that "special" Gal...maybe to close. |
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