Trains

Words are not spoken,

Things are hence unsaid,

Lives are not broken,

But my heartache for you is at its head,

My need for you keeps coming,

Like a train thundering round a bend,

This pain goes on humming,

For the distance is in our stead.

 

Hayley Geri 2013 ©

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Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 25. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality.

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