People On The Train
People on the train
Whenever I get on the train, I just see friends, and family, families
Friendly mates, soulmates. Just walk and walk to find a seat and sit
for contemplation. Faces. People. Ladies. Men. Children. Landscapes
A family. The family house is the train. The line, the way. House
Every time a new smile, it is good to sit again on the train, love’s line
Unforgettable moments there every new journey, dreams of a heart
It is good to live there, a familiar life, just for the moments of hope
For the moments of life, for emotions, for the poetry, for the Life
A train can create an interesting community, always, a study of life
Everyone is a friend, and their peaceful atmosphere is a five-star flying hotel.
It gave me love, a feeling of being a human heart, beating your heart
I can not find you on the train, but my heart loves you and calls you
The train is calling you. Missing a passenger, the hoped beautiful love.
The train starts from Wembley Park Station. Someone is waiting for you. Still
Loving you. I just loved you. Loved you a missed passenger on the train.
People on the trains. My friends. My lovers. My sisters. My brothers.
I love all of them. I love all of them. All of them are my friends. My spiritual lives
On the train, I see the lives. I saw them. I live there. I remember them
Love
All of them
Vilmos
Demon
Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo | Year Posted 2025
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