Silent One Poet Free verse

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Train Tracks

We used to ride our bikes,
the ones without brakes,
along rusty tracks,
trying to keep up with trains

but like life,
they moved too fast,
we always got left behind.

Even in pouring rain
we would ride all day,
never feel the cold,
never tire of the freedom.
Following those endless tracks,
like run away trains -
escaping our demons,
chasing our dreams. 

But you changed the day,
they stole your bike.
Saw life as an internal battle,
always spoke about the struggle.

When I expressed through ink,
you expressed through external 
egotistical fist fights,
from nights of intoxication and women,
who you claimed were your sanctum

and you always played the victim,
so I travelled those tracks alone -
with a ticket for a new destination.

Now penniless you lie there,
feeling tired, shivering with cold,
hoping the illusions will end soon.

You struggle to utter a word,
yet manage to smile -
a sign for goodbye

and I wonder what if
it was my bike that had been stolen.

Silent One
Simple Musing
27 October 2019

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Kai Michael Neumann December 27, 2019 at 5:09 AM ...and I just decided to get an old bike, with cruiser handle bars and a banana saddle. It is never to late to be born to be wild ...

Gary Radice November 13, 2019 at 4:30 AM There for the grace of God..

Darlene De Beaulieu November 11, 2019 at 5:20 PM Hello Silent One, I ponder at the last line of this poem.I feel for the other person losing the bike. Have a nice evening my friend.

Aqua Marine November 11, 2019 at 4:01 PM That last stanza is thought provoking indeed, Silent One, yet I do believe we are able to decide, even from a young age, whether we will allow negative circumstances to rob us of a successful outcome. I think you have always had the determination to rise above setbacks. And that's one of the reasons we get to read your heartfelt poems. Because you stayed on track...Great poem - much enjoyed. Aqua M.

Jennifer Proxenos November 7, 2019 at 10:34 AM A philosophical poem - what if, how often do we, or have we used this phrase - circumstances and events and their outcome, could certainly be turned upside down and inside out! Brilliant write Silent One! Hugs, Jennifer.

Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2019 at 2:19 AM "always played the victim" - sadly, this happens sometimes, and the person is never fully themselves again. Great job!

Hello There October 31, 2019 at 11:12 PM I love this, especially the insight you offer in the end...It just takes the right circumstances with the right soul, I think. Different for every one of us. Excellent piece here, Silent One, and excellent accompanying pieces. Bravo.

Victoria Georgieva October 30, 2019 at 2:50 PM Great poem ,Silent ,gave me the chills xxx

Quoth Theraven October 29, 2019 at 9:50 AM Silent One, I enjoyed the ride. Left some friends from my youth behind. Many a penny or nickel crushed on the tracks. -Richard

Mystic Rose Rose October 28, 2019 at 5:30 AM Sometimes its not about what happens to us but how we respond to the challenge of life's hurts. Writing can be a most powerful weapon, less lethal then booze drugs sex or other avenues of distraction. I have enjoyed your open heart and your pen old friend . xo

Midnight Aurora October 28, 2019 at 4:28 AM Sometimes life tests us and our journey can change. We can either change course good or bad, or completely fly off the track. I wrote something similar a while ago but never finished it. Good food for thought.

Brandy Nicole October 27, 2019 at 10:47 PM Moments in life are not always fair, as we travel with someone- or alone. Making the most of the situation, the bumps ahead- we must always do. Until we have been in the shoes of another, we don't how we would react. Your thoughts tug deeply at my heart. ~ Brandy

Joseph May October 27, 2019 at 5:36 PM A stolen bike sets destiny on new tracks, Well written Silent

Alexis Y. October 27, 2019 at 4:35 PM Wow Silent, This is so deep. I like how you incorporated a moving train with the ups and downs of life. That last line was so impacting and powerful.Great job my friend. Thanks for penning such a write:-)Alexis

Ann Foster October 27, 2019 at 4:07 PM How wise, your words. How sad and full of ultimate double and even triple meanings to think about again and again. Ann Silent One October 27, 2019 at 4:09 PM Thank you Ann..

Kim Rodrigues October 27, 2019 at 3:56 PM Yes, interesting, dear Silent! We oft wonder what if our life had been thrown off track. Thus we should show mercy where we can. Silent One October 27, 2019 at 4:09 PM You got it!! Thank you!

Eve Roper October 27, 2019 at 2:56 PM Beautiful poem my dear friend … Hugs sweetie Silent One October 27, 2019 at 3:10 PM Thank you..

Eileen Manassian October 27, 2019 at 2:25 PM I didn't expect that ending at all. Great write.... full of meaning. Silent One October 27, 2019 at 3:10 PM Thank you .

Kelli White October 27, 2019 at 2:05 PM People in glass houses should not throw stones. You never know how someone else feels when they are lost. Well done SO. Silent One October 27, 2019 at 3:11 PM That is an interesting way to look at it... Thanks

Anne-Lise Andresen October 27, 2019 at 1:40 PM - Is it a coincidence or fate, S.O. ? - Sometimes there is an imbalance in the "accounts" - But, it is the meaning of everything, to learn everything and become part of everything :) - A deep and meaningful writing - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:03 PM I think it's a bit of both and how some people are affected by certain events in their lives, whilst others are not.. Thanks

Paul Callus October 27, 2019 at 12:51 PM Some things are taken for granted. It is only when we lose something that we realize how precious it was to us. A very expressive poem, S1. Regards // paul Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:03 PM Yes and some struggle to recover from the trauma...Thanks.

Andrea Dietrich October 27, 2019 at 11:47 AM utterly profound, and love the music you put with it. FAVE Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:03 PM Oh wow...Thank you Andrea...

Robert Lindley October 27, 2019 at 11:42 AM The enormity of the depths of sorrows in this exceptional piece awes me my friend. Yes, Fate oft plays favorites and woe be he that its dark hand decides to touch with wicked intent. A fav-- a sad, but also a most superbly born and gifted creation! Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:04 PM You are right..Thank you Robert..

Juliet Ligon October 27, 2019 at 11:20 AM Sounds like it was quite the adventure. Too bad it had to end like that. It's always interesting to consider what outcome that the same hardship would create in a different individual. Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:10 PM We have lots of childhood adventures we never forget... Thanks

Heidi Sands October 27, 2019 at 10:10 AM What a powerful poem, with a strong message. Very well written Silent One :) Silent One October 27, 2019 at 2:11 PM Thank you Heidi.

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