A short train Journey
Well there is this woman in blue jeans,
black bag plus a nose ring.
With fair face and red nail paint
she is listening to something.
Will she listen to what I want to say?
will she smile back with a soft hey?
Looks like she reads a lot,
what's that is my thought.
She is fiddling with a device,
looks geeky for my eyes.
Two strangers in train,
she is busy and my attention vain.
Now lights are going off
...I am playing what if thoughts.
Here goes off the light
I just lost her sight.
Ear phones unplugged,
the blankets pulled up...
The book in the black bag..two strangers never met
Just exchanged glance of an eye,
short story and no spice!
Labels: Rhymings
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