The wrong train

spilleronsheet

A cold day 

fortunately greeted with sunny afternoon 

as usual the protagonist was late 

rushing after the metro train 

so confused was she 

she boarded the wrong train 

or was it the destination wasn’t the same 

the one with her intention to go 

she sat patiently looking out 

to change the metro at next platform 

a guy similar to her age 

also boarded the wrong train 

the two strangers started the conversation 

about the right destination 

to take the right train 

Their conversation proceeded 

with the weather outside 

to politics running the newspaper inside 

the regions they came from 

turned out that they were miles apart 

yet the strangers shared some accord 

they talked out about their dreams 

one wished to be a change maker 

while the other wishes to be writer 

they talked and debated all while 

only to notice they have to go a long way 

So engrossed in each other 

they forgot to change their way 

continued to wrong destination 

sometimes wrong trains can take a long way 

and one finds right person on the wrong way 

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 29th, 2021 03:12
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 32
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments5

  • dusk arising

    Nice. Well constructed and superb punch line / message. i'd be tempted to go all the way to the wrong destination too..... only to find she's married (wot, no ring) - devious!

    • spilleronsheet

      Thank you dusk
      How sad then it would be if both are married
      But why not take a chance to go the wrong way
      Maybe it would be courageous to gamble sometime

      • dusk arising

        Been there, done that. T-shirt was a snug fit.

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      • Neville



        ............... DA said it all my friend .. I agree with every word and then some ..

        • spilleronsheet

          True Neville
          When we live life
          It’s just like gambling with God
          Placing bets on the decisions we take
          With every day starting with “ what if “

        • L. B. Mek

          needs a little editing, but your beautiful message is still delivered: invigorating and profound!
          you have a wonderful tonality to your poetry, a very attractive style
          just take your time, re-read your writes
          edit them as best you can
          and watch your poetry blossom!
          thanks for sharing

          • spilleronsheet

            Thank you so much Poet for the most needed advice
            I will try to refine myself
            It’s true I am lacking but thankfully I am at a good place where people can guide me to be better everyday .

            • dusk arising

              That's good advice from L B Mek. I found that the more poetry i read on mps the more i learned.
              'How could i write like that' thoughts inspired me to try out styles, jump into genres i wouldn't have considered...

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            • Paul Bell

              Good for the kids in later life when the questioned asked. Where did you meet.

            • Goldfinch60

              It is amazing how these things can happen and you meet somebody quite by chance and get on so well with them. Very good words spilleronsheet.

              Andy

              • spilleronsheet

                Thank you so much Gold
                Well fate has its own ways



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