Parallel Fates
clang of the tracks
rattling carriage
flashes of flora and dust
fractured panes reflect
unreciprocated familiarity
a boy whom you shared first grade
absorbed by the mass of strangers
who all knowingly decay
seventeen years of silence now
eternal, as our bodies lie parallel
blood gushing down the seats -
as cleanly as our sins
deemed worthy of sacrificial act
media slaves, headlined
the tragic easter commute
- this is my attempt of refining yesterdays poem not the best but imma leave it at that
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MY DIGITAL DIARY : POETRY, THOUGHTS & JOURNAL ENTRIES PART TWO
Non-FictionHI LOVELIES <3 Welcome to the continuation of my first book "Poetry, Thoughts & Journal Entries" where I write at least something, no matter how mediocre, every single day! Feel free to go back & read or comment on any entries within my first book...
