Silhouette

Catching up the train 

being late again 

it was the same story

everyday again and again 

but this day was different 

marked to be different 

rushing past the security gates 

swapping the travel card beside 

rushed to get into the metro inside 

hope she could catch up the missing train 

it was already late for college again 

As the doors closed by 

she closed her eyes 

the gates would hit her shoulders 

she thought 

and felt a shiver inside 

though the gates would retrieve 

but readers you know 

how hard the door hits 

lost in her thoughts of being hit again 

a hand pulled her inside 

she still with closed eyes

heard the stranger’s deep voice 

he was giving her a lesson 

to be careful in life

she nodded in embarrassment inside

in two minutes of travel 

she couldn’t look at his eyes 

lost in his deep voice 

the time she mustered up courage 

to thank her saviour 

he was already gone amidst the crowd

leaving for his destination 

all she could see

was a silhouette 

a broad shoulder 

with a loose school bag 

a beanie cap 

and grandma’s knit sweater 

that was all

That could be seen

Of her saviour 

Getting down the next station

Alas to be never seen again

was it a dream or a reality 

she questioned herself inside 

But that silhouette remains afresh 

In hopes of finding him 

she still misses the train

maybe a hand might pull inside 

but the silhouette

was never seen again 

time passes by 

While the silhouette fades with time