By: Amoureax Amant
In train bad things happened, like seats taken,
and something worse followed, like dream broken,
but by stranger's warmth hard would be softened,
when night fallen and clouds promptly darkened.
Through train window I saw mountains and streams,
which looked like dragon's bones and veins in dreams,
flying with fireflies into starry sky,
through neon signs among rosy city.
Dawn ray kissed gray wrinkle clouds to blushing,
shining down plains there cattles gathering,
through grass, tree leaves, sheeps group, cattles, and farms,
there cowboys embraced dawn ray with both arms.
All sudden came silence in new station,
I waved by friends and walked on all alone.