#train

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  • ylviia 2h

    #stranger #train
    PS: I named him Adam since I never got the chance to meet him properly. So that's him. Adam, the stranger that mesmerized me in every way in these short 30 minutes we shared together.

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    Adam

    Brown hair, big eyes
    You stared at me when I came in
    I sat down and I felt your eyes on me
    I looked back and god damn
    You were so gorgeous and I was in awe
    I couldn't believe someone like you would even look at my direction
    Yet you did and I felt whole
    I live for small moments like these
    Meeting a complete stranger,
    Being mesmerized and captured in the moment
    But I couldn't take your glare
    Too scared of something that hasn't even happened yet
    So I looked outside,
    Seeing the landscape slip through my eyes
    The music blasting in my ears
    I felt your stare every single moment
    Everytime I took a glance at you
    You were there and attempting to read my soul
    You always tried to make eye contact
    And even though I could have gotten lost in your big blue eyes that soothed me like the ocean
    I didn't dare take a closer look at you
    Too scared to deepen the connection we already had
    And sadly soon you reached your destiny
    And left my path
    I saw you walk away from me
    And I took in everything that was left
    The moment ended
    The train door closed
    And we moved on with our lives
    ©ylviia

  • fizahfiz_ 8w

    At birth, we boarded the train and met our parents and we believe they will always travel on our side. However, at some station, our parents will step down from the train, leaving us on this journey alone.

    As time goes by, other people will board the train; and they will be significant i.e. Our siblings, friends, children and even the love of our life.

    Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we don't realize that they vacated their seats. Which is very sad when you think about it.

    This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes and farewells.

    Success consists of having a good relationship with all the passengers requiring that we give the best of ourselves.

    The mystery to everyone is: We do not know at which station we ourselves will step down. So, we must live in the best way - love, forgive and offer the best of who we are.

    It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty - we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life.

    I wish you a joyful journey this year on the train of life. Reap success and give lots of love. More importantly, give thanks for the journey.

    “Lastly, I thank you for being one of the passengers on my train!”



    #train #life #reality #autobiography #wod #pod
    @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    The Train Of My Life

    Life is like a journey on a train,
    With its stations,
    With changes of routes,
    And with accidents!


    ©fiz_

  • knownbutunknown 11w

    Confused sole......
    #train missed... hyd
    #tears

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    19 june

    Lucky vs unlucky
    They both fight against each other inside me......when something wrongs with me...

    ©knownbutunknown

  • byumbyum 18w

    Die Grundlagen der Einsteinschen Relativitäts-Theorie

    They say that
    Time is the 4th dimension,
    That when 2 weary travellers
    Arrange to meet at a desert clifftop,
    Sparsely populated with life,
    They would spend their
    Lifetimes waiting for the other
    Without a stipulated time.

    We are 2 trains
    On a winter's evening,
    Speeding on parallel tracks
    across the white landscape
    Of a blizzard,
    Engines blazing,
    Motors whirring,
    The warm light from the inside
    Casting itself onto the snow,
    A mockery toward the coldness
    That lie beyond our metal walls.

    Yet even if we traverse
    on the same tracks,
    In the same country,
    In the same field
    We might not feel
    Each others' warmth
    On this one night,
    Under the starry sky.

    I lay in this empty expanse,
    Watching you
    Helplessly,
    As you trudge further on
    Away from me,
    Leaving me with only the smoke
    From your coal engine
    To hold on to
    For at least some form
    Of comfort.

    Another close interaction,
    Another chance at warmth,
    Another missed opportunity,
    Lost to the cold grips
    Of time.

    Maybe I rushed it
    Or maybe I came too late
    Whatever it is,
    I missed that window of time,
    To be someone important,
    To be someone noticed,
    To be someone you cared for,
    Even maybe by
    One heartbeat.

    Life has brought us together
    In the same space,
    In the same frame of mind,
    In the same path,
    But maybe,
    Just maybe,
    It was the wrong time.

    ©byumbyum

  • marianotsaint 19w

    I feel relationships are like being on a train. You start your journey with strangers around.
    You hit it off with someone but at some point that person gets off in a platform but your destination still lies ahead.
    ©marianotsaint

  • propheticsinner 21w

    Train your brain to handle your emotions.

  • vivekjhawar 21w

    Train ki journey, window wali seat, haath me ek khoobsurat kitab padhne ko
    Aur khoobsurat mausam, dheemi barsaat
    Aur kya chahiye bas safar me❤️

    Dheere dheere train chalne lagi aur thodi der baad next station aagaya UKSHI STATION (Maharastra).
    Jaise hi train station pe pahunchi wese hi tezz barsaat shuru hogayi aur paani khidki se andar aane laga.

    Kuch boonde baarish ki mere kapdo pe kuch kitaab pe aake girgayi.
    Main khidki band karne laga, jaise hi main khidki band karne laga, wese hi mera dhyan bahar khadi station pe ek khoobsurat ladki pe gaya.

    Jo itni tezz baarish me waha bhigte hue khadi thi, Usne apne haath aage kar khol rakhe the, aur wo baarish ki boondo ko apne haatho me rok rahi thi aur chehre pe ek khoobsurat muskaan thi, baarish me bheegne ki shayd...ya shayd wo ek Khushnuma insaan thi...shayd

    Aisa bhi lagraha tha, jaise wo kisi ke intezaar me khadi thi udhar,
    Aur itne me train chal padhi waha se..
    (Kash kuch der wo train waha aur ruk jaati) kher,
    Train uske saamne se hote hue nikli aur aage chali gayi, main use piche mudkar dekhta raha jab tak wo station nikal na gaya, kuch der baad barsaat bhi dheemi padne lagi..

    Par aage pure raste man me bas main wahi soch raha tha ya man usi taraf bhaagraha tha.
    Naajane kyu wo ek chotha sa sheher apni taraf man ko khinch raha tha ,Jyada kuch to samaj nahi aaraha tha, bas itna zaroor pata tha ya shayd kahin padha tha ki ����

    "Jab bhi hum kisi khoobsurat sheher se hoke gujarte hai , to waha ki kuch khoobsurti apne saath le jaate hai, Aur apna kuch hisaa wahi chor aate hai", shayd us dafa mere saath bhi aisa hi hua...Bas ek baat ka malaal tha ki
    (Kash kuch der wo train waha aur ruk jaati) , kher choro....

    #trainjourney#woladki@writernetwork#mirakke#writer#love#pyaar#trainkasafar#poetry#poem#writing#story#storyteller#kahani#train#safar#mehazyaadein#khoobsurti...

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    Wo Train Ki Journey....wo ladki❤️

    Kuch hissa waha chor aaya hoon
    Badle me,
    Kuch baarish ki boonde,
    kuch chhinte, aur
    Kitaab ke panno pe pade
    Un chhinto ke nishaan,
    Apne saath leaaaya hoon

    Nahi jaanta..ki
    Behad khoobsurat kon tha
    Wo baarish , wo sheher,
    Wo khooshboo , wo mehak,
    Wo train ki khidki,
    Wo uspe pe padi meri najre,
    Wo thehra hua waqt, wo lamha,
    Ya wo ladki khud,

    Nahi jaanta...ki
    Wo baarish ki boonde,
    Uske haatho me ruk rahi thi,
    Ya Mehaz uske haatho se guzar ke...
    Apni manjil zameen pe
    Pahunch rahi thi

    Nahi jaanta...ki kyu
    Man pareshan tha...kyu
    Dimaag ke pass na koi
    Iska samadhan tha,

    Nahi jaanta....ki
    Wo Haqeeqat thi..ya
    Mehaz ek itefak tha...ya
    aankho ke saamne ek shabab tha...ya phir
    Din ke ujale me dekha hua
    Ek khoobsurat khwab tha

    Bas jaanta hoon to itna ki
    Agar wo ek khoobsurat khwab tha bhi
    To shayd us khwab ka kuch hissa
    Main apne saath....Chura laaya hoon,
    Aur uske badle me
    Apna kuch hissa waha chor aaya hoon ❤️
    ©vivekjhawar

  • rithu_saji 21w

    ©rithu_saji

  • pnnnkssnishu 25w

    Some of the best decision
    in life can be:
    Just sharing a playlist
    with a stranger on a train

    ©pnnnkssnishu

  • jak_artist 26w

    Train

    Hearing the engine coming to halt. I look down and prepare myself to make a grinning face, looking up i wave a final good bye.
    I peep out of the window, wondering who will now put their feet in my tiny compartment.
    The journey goes on, station by station, people getting in and out.
    Some people I meet, i wish them to stay a bit longer. While some I yearn to stay with till I reach my destination.
    Every passenger i met, shared a part of their adventure with me. They make my quest beautiful, worth remembering.
    The ones in my room right now,will also have to leave. With few promises and goodbyes, we will fall apart.
    So in life, year by year just like station by station, people come, they stay, create memories, make few great changes ,sometimes nothing and then they pack their bags.
    Only difference, they never have a perfect good bye.They sometimes fade with time and are long gone before you cherish old memories and want them back in life.
    Sometimes if you are lucky enough, with guts and courage you can fulfill those long forgotten promises, say the words unsaid and choose a better ending to your story.
    And sometime faded means gone forever.


    Dear reader,
    This happens with everyone, if you remember a friend while reading this grab you cellphone and talk to him maybe you can change the way you parted.
    ©jak_artist

  • bishal_paul 26w

    blaring train slows down to tremble this busy platform,
    and numerous impatient feet tickles and swarm.
    my seat number matches the days i was away from home,
    a flash of memories strike me inside this jiggling dome.

    ©bishal_paul

  • bhavy_shah 32w

    Solo and lone, journeying the life train,
    Nothing to lose now and nor to gain,
    Though accompanied alongside by gifted pain,
    We two weeping, the world see it rain.
    ©bhavy_shah

  • pbswritesofficial 33w

    Wo Jo bit gaya wo bhi ek haseen pal tha
    Hum SB saath the aur apna wo ek alag hi andaaz tha.

    Jaha pr na jane kitni mastiya ki hai pr ha aaj wo SB yaade ban gayi
    Samay ka bhi kuch pata na Chala,
    Ek pal me wo pal aise bit gaya ki jaise dudh me Pani.

    Ha ab saal ho gaya ki mulaquat nahi hoti
    Aur kuch se to Sahar me rehke bhi mulaquat nahi hoti.
    Ha abhi B's un kisson ko yaad KR aansu ko rok leti hu.
    Aaj bhi us pal ko sochkr jee leti hu.

    Karta hai Mann ki chaldu wahi B's tum 4 yaaro ki toli k sang..
    Pr afsoos aisa ab mumkin kaha...
    Haa pr tum sbke yaado k sahare jee lungi Mai yaha.


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    Wo pal

    ©pbswritesofficial

  • jzpenningmyfeelings 34w

    Untold Stories

    "Idk why you hate train journeys",
    I asked her because I'm confused since my childhood.
    "Because I was raped in a train",
    revealed my grandma.
    ©jzpenningmyfeelings

  • james_taumas 39w

    Train slumber

    Gentle rocking
    Quiet carriage
    On the way home
    Work day exhausting
    Fight the sleep
    Inevitable outcome
    Fall into unconscious comfort
    Dreamless oblivion
    Foreign alarm
    Wake up alert
    Miss my stop.

    ©james_taumas

  • zaishalove 40w

    Wanderer...

    Just a small town girl. Living in a lonely world
    She took the midnight train
    Going anywhere ..
    ©zaishalove

  • kaustubhsolanke 44w

    TRAIN

    Life is going far away
    to achieve the train of success.
    here don't wait for opportunity
    make your own by using your brain...
    You can hide your tear in rain,
    But their marks on your heart
    always remain..

    On some station train will be stop.
    & you can also lost but
    you have to find yourself...

    Time is going so cry & try,
    But Do not wait to tears dry.
    You can't get success from a sale,
    to get it many time you have to fail..
    If you run fast,"you will catch the train...."
    ©kaustubhsolanke

  • jeffree 45w

    The Railroad

    Many, many years ago
    there once was a quiet town
    the only attraction; a single train
    which had already shut down

    My father said it was breath-taking
    a sight you could only imagine
    until someone died that fateful day
    for now the station lays abandoned

    For he had once conducted it
    the best train conducter around
    he was always humble and kind
    I had never once seen him frown

    He used to smile quite a lot
    when my mother was still alive
    she would always make him laugh a lot
    for she was his motivation, his eternal drive

    I don't remember much of my mother
    but one thing I will never forget
    was how my father met his lover
    and how one-another were so dead-set

    My father grew up an orphan
    who shined shoes for a living
    he worked hard for his earnings
    and was thankful for every penny

    When he got up from shining
    he lost his balance and fell
    and when he looked up
    his heart began to swell

    A girl appeared before him
    her hair golden like the sun
    looking down at my father
    this was where they begun

    She smiled and waved at him
    as if they knew one another
    his heart was pounding faster
    for he knew he already loved her

    She helped him up from the ground
    And my father then said
    'See you around...
    maybe around 10?'

    The girl then laughed
    and replied with a grin
    She went on to say:
    'What will we do and when?'

    My father was surprised
    having to improvise on the spot
    'We could go see the train,
    but that was just a thought'

    Her hair was as yellow
    as her smile was big
    for she responded with a 'Sure,
    I'll be there at ten'

    That night my father and that girl
    were in awe of the train
    for it was the only interesting thing
    besides the once in a while rain

    As the years went by
    my father saved up his earnings
    for he decided that very night
    he loved her, his heart a flame burning

    He went on to buy the train
    and eventually married the blonde
    his wishes finally came true
    everything else past was beyond

    The final day of the train's operation
    was when had I lost my mother
    for my father's train had lost all control
    now responsible for the death of his lover
    ©jeffree

  • pallavi4 46w

    Subfusc

    Demons of the dark , chase my train
    Of thoughts late at night
    The train leaves a definite trail
    Even when out of sight, never out of mind.

    Caught between stations is my train
    Always moving , never still
    Is it because endings I abhor
    Left in a constant wait that is never fulfilled ?

    Like a waiting chamber serves as a retreat
    For those in between stations
    It is left between the yesterday’s gone by
    And the tomorrows that never happen.

    Chomping alone and steady it leaves
    Sure and confident in its pace
    Chased and faced with dangers grave
    Left to choose the ending and its fate.

    Never ending swirls of thoughts
    That my train so intricate make
    I wish the demons would chase another
    And mine for once, for a change forsake.

    For subfusc are the recesses of the mind
    How still they lie, frozen in time
    Left alone they may wander a bit
    But maybe find their way home sometime.

    @pallavi4

    24th of November, 2020

    Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner

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  • james_taumas 51w

    Arrival

    Long travels ending
    Anticipation rumbles
    Momentum slows
    Talk reduces to whispers
    Approaching the heart
    Iron and concrete scenery
    A stumbling stop
    Cacophonic arena
    Tracks lead here
    Rush to get off
    Welcome smile waiting.

    ©james_taumas