Emotions-Buried deep within

I believe

I believe that the train must go on,

As the crowd inside pushes and pulls the fabrics,

securing a place to stand.

 Sometimes some people

Give up wrestling with the sweaty, exhausted crowd,

They let the weight fall freely. 

But the train mustn't wait.

I see blooming flowers wither, with the harsh wind,

the dry earth. 

The once giant tree

now hollow.

And the delicate ones let themselves drown

with the monsoon rain.

I am the leaf that clinges to the branches

in Autumn, persistent.

No I am not the delicate flower,

neither am I the hollow giant tree.

 I am the river, bending at the unexpected curves,

As the giant rocks resist my soul from flowing free,

I divide my self into two streams. 

Hoping to meet my soul in the sea.

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Hey guys been ages till i last updated any poetry.

This is my first ever free verse poetry. I wrote it for an assignment.

And i thought of sharing this with you all.

Hope you like it.

please do

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