On The Tube

by WestLondonMan

November 11, 2018

On the Tube

The great city that is London ,

Connecting,

Making it possible for the masses to get everywhere,

Commuting.

Going here, there and everywhere,

People are like ants,

Non-stop movement,

Seems a little pants

Yet without the inhabitants what would they be,

Vacating,

It’s the people that makes up these tubes,

Squeezing .

Full of life, and characters too,

Dance beats,

Fashionista,

She looks so neat.

How can it be so many of thee,

Silently,

Nervously Glance off to their own worlds,

Dreamy

Empty souls of a packed tube,

Darkening,

Looking liked a lonely child,

Scolding.

Occasional eye contact from passengers close by,

Avoiding,

Forced smile of a constraint kind,

Difficulty.

The journey ends as it begins,

Walking,

Everyone headed home,

Socialising

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WestLondonMan

Like a lot of us been through shitty parts in my life. In 2018 I was living in London, attending a part time acting school. It was a great time. Also I was presenting at an event, one of the tutors at the acting school took me under his wing and mentored me. Part of that process he taught me how to write poetry, or at least express myself through it. Now, I write a poem every day, I write for a hobby. I've had a varied career, the only thing I can say is writing is the best things I've ever done. I absolutely love it. Have got 14 publications on a short story website and launching my own website in December 2022, http://www.PeterGreenhall.com Feel free to add any comments. I hope you enjoy reading my poems as much as I enjoyed putting them together.

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