The Talking Bus

The Talking Bus

A Poem by Redrascalstrawberry

Worthless buzz,
About the futile  ventures of life
Like the ever orating radio,
The switch on,
Signals retrieved,
Hovering the voices,
The babbles .
Encrypting the noises,
Blabbed by the furious people.
Reaching to every ear,
Hindering the gentle mind,
Soon their voices turn to growls,
Leaving the bus talking.

© 2012 Redrascalstrawberry


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Redrascalstrawberry
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Whist mind ? .. Not sure of the meaning ..

Sorry don't get the point dear ...

Jazz :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

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 Added on October 23, 2012
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Redrascalstrawberry
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Hello! I'm 16 years old and I've been writing since I was very young and have also won some Poetry competitions and was also recently published in Silkworms Ink's anthology. My areas of interest are.. more..