As I stare out my window,
Hotel unknown.
I see a train snaking into,
The unknown.
A boat swimming in water,
Under which is unseen.
Lights seen on the buildings,
To help see the unseen.
Green trees away in the wind,
Blocking the view.
I see cars driving past,
Enjoying the view.
That's what I see, from my hotel window.
YOU ARE READING
confused...
Poesíathis is just poems about... life i guess its hard but you have to move through it like everyone else.
