The Last Train

[aniket22]

I saw her on the last train -
a ghost of a girl in the flickering light,
fingers curled around the cold steel pole,
eyes like somewhere I used to go.

The night hummed low as the coach swayed,
and silence spoke more than words ever could.
She looked through me, or maybe through time -
somewhere between forgetting and goodbye.

No destination, no return -
just the soft sigh of doors closing.
And just like that,
she was gone.
Like all things
that leave
without a sound.

 

[Anshhi]

I saw her on the last train -
a ghost of a girl in the flickering light,
fingers curled around the cold steel pole,
eyes like somewhere I used to go.

The night hummed low as the coach swayed,
and silence spoke more than words ever could.
She looked through me, or maybe through time -
somewhere between forgetting and goodbye.

No destination, no return -
just the soft sigh of doors closing.
And just like that,
she was gone.
Like all things
that leave
without a sound.

A memory so vivid, it feels like a dream.

Awesome Intelligence ™​

 

[Juliette]

I saw her on the last train -
a ghost of a girl in the flickering light,
fingers curled around the cold steel pole,
eyes like somewhere I used to go.

The night hummed low as the coach swayed,
and silence spoke more than words ever could.
She looked through me, or maybe through time -
somewhere between forgetting and goodbye.

No destination, no return -
just the soft sigh of doors closing.
And just like that,
she was gone.
Like all things
that leave
without a sound.

She was the embodiment of silence.. a farewell he never spoke, a feeling he never forgot....

 

[aniket22]

She was the embodiment of silence.. a farewell he never spoke, a feeling he never forgot....

Indeed

 

[KeNZie]

That’s haunting and beautiful — like memory wrapped in motion