The Last Station

The Last Station

A Poem by emipoemi

I sat aboard a midnight train

For anywhere and nowhere,

In glazed and languid gaze about,

Without the will to sleep.

 

I watched the weary world go by

Beneath the ghostly streetlamps

In wonder of what wealth and worth

Was left for me to keep.

 

Some faces nestled in the gloom

So silent, stolid, sombre,

With scarce a sign of life, they seemed

Within their thoughts too deep-

 

And rumbling on the rails we rolled

Towards the last station.

 

I saw you as the pale lights skimmed

Your silhouette in passing,

Most casual upon the seat

With eyes fixed into space.

 

We met before, some time ago,

Though only for a moment

Before your station beckoned you

Towards another place.

 

And day by grey and dreary day

I’ve wistfully remembered

The dulcet timbre of your voice,

The lustre of your face-

 

And coursing through the cold we rolled

Towards the last station.

 

We passed some places of the past

That marked our brief encounter:

Here was the place we turned our heads,

And caught each other’s eye;

 

Here was the spot we slowly danced

Through one enchanted evening;

Here was the patch in which we lay

Beneath a starry sky;

 

And here the station I refrained

Regrettably from saying

I love you, which has rendered me

In constant wonder why-

 

And onward into dawn we rolled

Towards the last station.

 

You would not turn your head this time,

You would not break the silence.

You would not stir except at stops,

Which never lasted long.

 

I felt a yearning in my heart

To bring you warmth and solace,

But in your semblance I could see

A sign the time was wrong.

 

Yet stay this time so I no more

Would feel so lost and lonely,

For you’re the song that makes me sing;

The strength that makes me strong-

 

And hazy in the smaze we rolled

Towards the last station.


-EDP


© 2017 emipoemi



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I love this poem.
You have such a magnetic writing style that pulls the reader into your words' universe for that brief moment of reading.
You write with such depth, meaning and musicality; and you have a universal appeal.

WELL DONE

Posted 4 Months Ago


emipoemi

4 Months Ago

The public would agree with you, my friend.....if only the publishers would too...... Thanks for rea.. read more
WOW!! This is one long write, but love it. Like the flow of it too. So very nice

Posted 5 Months Ago


emipoemi

5 Months Ago

Thank you so much!
I really liked this one. I’ve read it multiple times trying to figure out how I can write a helpful review, but every line seems important and unique to the poem’s meaning, so I don’t think I could offer any advice to make it better. It seems perfect to me.

I like the metaphor of the train. While reading, the language made me imagine a hazy mist in the imagery. Then in the end you mentioned “smaze”(which Is a word I had never heard before, but I like a lot), so it seems like you brought about the imagery of “smaze”, before ever even using the word.
Loved reading it!

Posted 5 Months Ago


emipoemi

5 Months Ago

Glad you did! Thanks for the kind words. Yeah, this was one of my Phase 3 poems, so I doubt there wo.. read more
H L Rose

5 Months Ago

Of course! I’m so glad you wrote it!
Wow this is so good, very touching

Posted 5 Months Ago


emipoemi

5 Months Ago

Thanks you so much!! Glad you enjoyed it.
a touching write,i enjoyed it

Posted 5 Months Ago


emipoemi

5 Months Ago

thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
 wordman

5 Months Ago

you`re welcome

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emipoemi

Toronto, Canada



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