Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Train Journey


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I met him on my journey to work
He was followed by his mate
He was gorgeous in my eyes
He sat straight with his head up

I was mesmerized by his aura
I was aware of the surroundings too
My eyes followed him carelessly
He was listening to announcements

The vibes of love surrounded me
I felt like others giving respect to him
Attention was growing around him
I wish I could be his friend forever

He stood up after a couple of stations
He was moving out with his friend
He was the guide dog with the blind man
I said goodbye and continued on my way

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