Poor Wasp
Poor Wasp
Yesterday, after one o’clock, I travelled home
It was daytime. Lioness Line. From Harlesden
To Wembley Central. Saturday. Was short shift
Many people are on the overground. I'm just standing
Watching, panoramic window, flying landscape, city
Cityscape. Hmm. I love these moments. My life
Poor life. But I wouldn’t change my life for anyone
So rich. Insights. Emotions. Impressions. Matters
All of them mine. Hmm. Very special these moments
It’s good to be a free thinker. Amazing life. Independent
Hmm. Oh, I forgot something. The title. The poem title
Poor wasp tried to find the way. But it was a closed space
This wasp was desperately looking for a way out of the train
Oh, suffering being. Felt panic. 34.42 kilometers. Its distance
From Euston to Watford Junction. I hope this wasp arrived
Again
into the
hornet’s
nest
Dear wasp
My lifemate
I wish you
All the best
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