Freight Train

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It comes

Suddenly goes

Screaming

At times loud like thunder


Then all at once silent

Like the grave

Doesn’t know etiquette

Ignored the notion to behave


Like a bass

It bellows

Like a light

It radiant


Some call it hard

For some it is fast

Like peddles on the train tracks

They sit still then launch off


Moving to some desolate town

Or edging closer to the big city

Making itself know in small rooms

Or public places

It is the nature of anger

To escape the notice of the wielder

Showing up at random instances

Creating havoc in its wake

It is akin to a freight train going off the tracks

It comes

Suddenly goes

Screaming

At times loud like thunder


Boiling like hot water in a rusted mental pot

Scalding the skin

Leaving tight clothes soggy

A yell crackles from a surprised throat




Love always, Esha ❤

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