Best Passenger Poems

i've seen it several times
someone motioning, flourishing
waggling, swinging, curving
hunching, moulding, stooping
pulling shapes, a twirling
a form, a delineation, shadows
fingers, tree branches, winding creeks
sometimes a head inclines 
obstructing the cityscape
what are they listening to?
what are they talking about?
we've done it, we've become greenwood
sometimes a jungle
i've done it alone after dropping you off 
cold storage becomes publicised 
i've...

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A passenger opposite me
In the bus looked at me
His bare face, a rough feeling worn 
How may change, with that my own

Looking at him and a small smile by my cheeks
Stagnant image sulks and my smile embarrasses 
His face and mind not having deflected 
Tells something strange I am confused

Only thing that I have had
It...

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Like the best part of a dubstep song
I feel the slip slip and drop then it's gone
Like when we got it on with a double magnum on my dong
But that was a virgin page
And with that tight cage unlocked the rat was free to rage
And you know theres no way to gauge magnitude of the...

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When you are not on your steering wheel
You never know where your journey will  take you in
Things running backwards, but the visions consumed better while you are still

You feel more clarity through the way that you have always been
Visions are pampering you through their beauty in capture
You never know where your journey will  take you...

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City life turns to sparse assortments;
Of local pubs and country homes.
Tall brick walls fade into fences;
Amongst hedgerows and mossy stones.

Crowded bustle soon lowers its pace;
Those now free, move unconfined.
Only thoughts spent are of contentment,
Peaceful surroundings heal the mind. 

As roads turn to paths unbeaten,
Dipping and climbing, alongside the fields.
Views everchanging, revelling new pastures,
Filled full of...

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The Sexist Airline Passenger

By Elton Camp

The passengers boarded for the flight
To one man it didn’t seem quite right

In the pilot’s seat a woman sat
“Hey I don’t know about that!”

“Onboard I will not remain
If a woman flies this plane.”

With utter scorn, another man said
“Get such stuff out of your head”

“Ideas like that are so out of...

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June the most beautiful month, delivered the most angelic Angels
                         I
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I am an impostor.
There was a person inside 
Who felt my eyes,
And told me I wouldn’t 
Make it back alive.

I am ineffective.
The autumn came through like
Trains passing underground.
I am late to the present;
I am late to the waking;
I am late to the person I was becoming
Before I knew I was waiting.

I am late to understanding...

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Stomping 
   Stomping 
       Stomping 
Stop,
Please 
No control, 
Vehicle lurches 
But I’m just a
Passenger on this
Road of life...

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Dear Passenger


Dear “Passenger Under The Train”,

Tell me, how did you get that way ?

You were a person before you travelled,

Not even a corpse now, you are bedevilled;

A passenger, to where, nobody knows,

But to the Underground, there another one goes....

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We sat beside each other
Wondering about the other
Looked at your hand 
There was no ring
Looked at my face
There was a grin
I proposed, you disposed
We both looked the other side
You composed, I decomposed....

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I have a dark passenger always with me.
All of us do actually.
Each and everyone of us has the capability
to imagine the most unimaginable darkest thoughts ever to be,
we all just tend to not indulge our dark passenger instinctively.
No one in their right mind at any time
desires to remain in a constant darkest state of mind,
that...

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Not all music soothes the soul;
I find some downright grating.
At times like those, a wish for silence
Isn’t overstating.

I’m really not a fan of rap
And opera’s not my lingo, 
But rock or blues or classical
And certain jazz – well, bingo!

Yet even in my chosen genre,
Some songs I can’t take
And when my husband drives,
The music choice is...

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In  a  silent  valley  of  feelings,
Under  the  shadow  of  deep  emotions,
A  person  with  a  bag  of  old  memories,
With a  bundle  of  unsolved  queries,
Waiting  for  his  next  journey,
Beyond  this ...

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THE VESSEL AND THE PASSENGER



I am but a man put on this earth by the creator of 

all man kind, to be used as a vessel to spread his 

goodness his mercy, his love, his joy, his pain,

his inspirations and, his triumphs.  To pass

on infiniteness of creation itself.  I stand tall,

firm, steadfast to...

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