A train recycled!

A long train stretches its body like a snake
Enters its cave
A corridor in the mind of hundreds
Of suspended souls
Digs a tunnel in time
And creates a void
Of isolation
A void isolated
In suspended being.

A long train stretches its length to its destination
And yet remains a spot
Of fading light
In the eyes that sit
on lips whispering goodbyes
In echo in heartbeats in tears
And then
All is lost
into void.

A train vanishes
Void into void
What remains?
The nothingness of being
Unbearable realisation

The train shakes as it extends
Into the stretched tunnel
The snake waves through
The cracks of mind
The sandy thoughts
Strikes aggressively
Like a heart attack
The selective eyes
Of the remaining brain
See rainbow colours
Complemented by a roaring sound
How could the eyes hear?

In the distance a future
Becomes a halted present
On arrival the snake dies
On arrival the remaining brain
Closes its selective eyes
It sees nothingness
And so being begins.

A long train stretches and so
The cycle repeats.

Where are we now?

March 19, 2017

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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