Train Of Thought Poems - Poems about Train Of Thought

“train of thought" my morning alarm takes shape in the form of the Am trak 3: 15 whistle whistling in the distance but set on snooze now it’s the four : fifteen...

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I think I won’t write any poems today Let some ideas fester and come to term It’s not that I don’t have anything to say. Many of my thoughts make me squirm Some ideas, temporarily lost, will return Let some ideas fester and come to term. Rarely do I have an idea I totally spurn Before I lose my creative train of...

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This little kid is the best of me Seems as if sometimes was raising me Before he was winged was reading peeps By age 2-3 he was cop blocking Named him Tahj his life has a plan He has the heart of a renaissance man He’s methodical quite particular and Middle name Micah like a prophet he’s grand As a single mom...

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Am I dreaming or have I dreamt myself awake I can’t seem to discern between real and fake What’s right What’s wrong which direction should I take Am I reasonably responsible for the many mistakes I might make Backward bouncy walking Crazy ticketed talking Following the run in a pretty girls stocking Unafraid of anything Willing to do what’s shocking Sarcastically mocking Listening to head...

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I sit in the back of a traveling train The exit to the left guides me to the thoughts in my brain So hop on board to take a ride On the train of thought with me to see what's inside You might not be prepared for what you see One image starts a thousand mile...

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Train of thought I once saw a golden rose online, It cost only £20. For the lifetime of memories, kissed in gold, It’s worth the price, isn’t it? That rose would never wilt, It would stand there, Shiny and bold, All that was needed, Was just care, Making sure you tell everyone to be careful near the rose. And dusting too, Making sure the rose looks...

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There once was a fellow of Beccles abode Who tackled a crossword wherever he rode. But fully absorbed and in deep concentration The poor chap would rarely alight at his station! 22.05.20...

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I came across a dwelling in the dark forest, outside there was a rickety wooden fence Ravens perched, evil in their eyes gravest black, as black as night, I must commence, the gate swung back and forth creaking, felt compelled to enter, unknowing the fate that would become of me, fear increasing every step that I took, in an hypnotic state I...

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So many times I have missed this train I get to the station just as it pulls away Leaving me stranded here on rusty tracks Not sure if it'll ever be back In the distance I hear the whistle blow Of the thoughts I once had that I used to know Holding the tickets that I earlier bought Now to the long...

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A train siren screams in the desert Impoverished by strangers' intentions on board Desert winds howl at a fictitious moon As my door is rattling with ghosts without names I jump into the passing train with my restless mind What if I can't grab the handles and fall into the Abyss? ... Coyotes will devour my heart; its heaviness will become theirs...

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one day i know i will be only a mere memory to someone like i mirror in the water i guess these days this is why i smile even though i do not get the same in return perhaps i will get a free apple pie or a certain percentage off on my next purchase there are times...

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Lost in a sugar-coated lullaby Lost in a bloody reverie… Losing control…I lost my train of thought Watch out – I will hunt you down like game…I’ll watch you rot But, I will remain downright distraught I yawn non-stop As I awaken from my solitary cave… You’re sleeping beneath the surface – you are unique and brave You are beautiful and strong You...

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The hypnotic thrum of the wheels Drumming smoothly along the tracks Inside the early morning hush Broken by the rare stifled cough The casual rustling of a newspaper And the whisper of sporadic conversation. A body slumped against the window Business papers being scanned Earpieces inviting oblivion to the outside world Anxious glances thrown at watches. The driver whistles quietly to himself Glad that soon his...

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A train siren screams in the desert Impoverished by strangers' intentions on board Desert winds howl at a fictitious moon As my door is rattling with ghosts without names I jump into the passing train with my restless mind What if I can't grab the handles and fall into the Abyss? Coyotes will devour my heart; its heaviness will become...

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My train of thought Seems to stop abrupt Arrives at every single station Fills to its capacity And with a push and shove Passengers unload With a barrage of every other question What shall I proceed, to be, asking myself The "what's or when's or how's" and such Only that they keep sending me off Upon different tracks and derelict directions Prolific is...

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