A Station Scene
The last passenger leaves;
last train’s sound fades,
and breeze begins to grow.
Tiny grass and plants
crawl railings slowly,
and in dimmed sky
shines a bright star.
Sun begins to glow;
first train’s sound echoes
and life takes its flow.
Dec. 11, 2020
IMAGIST any form Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Janaka Godevithana | Year Posted 2020
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