It was a chance meet
churning out surprises for me
She was on her way to hell
Aboard a train tossing and turning
She mustered enough courage
To alight and sit
To tell me about her plight
That she was on her way
to see someone ,she never liked to marry
As night engulfed with dim lights
With an earnest look in her eyes
A sleeping beauty that I seldom see
A face aglow with reflecting light
O that train has lost it’s route
Amid shrubs of desire long since
The blood stain refuses though
On an overnight satin…
An engrossing work suffused with an air of the unrequited.
Thank you for liking.
Thank you for liking
An entrancing narrative filled with mystery, romance, and sadness.
Beautiful! Giving a hint of romance! 🙂