On a Bus Ride

Through this tunnel with yellow street lights,
It feels like we are on an undercover mission.
All aboard join me on this unknown journey,
Like an army is company out on the battle field.

Each station passed and posted at each stop,
There are faced grouped as attacking forges.
Divisions, crossroads and notice board signs,
Are indifferent to territories of no man’s land.

Moving in front outlining our vehicle tracks,
Eyes fixed on the marked targets every side.
Holding ammunition stock more join the force,
Crossing intersections carrying necessary supplies.

Destination is near and the war is almost over,
And our next priority is to survive an alight.
The location arrived to take the leaf of life,
Here:- Watch:- Hold on:- Wait:- Reach it:- End. 

Reviews

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

I just had to read this as I always ride the bus everywhere. I can very much identify with what you describe in this write

[Miss Fox]

A wonderfully penned poem and mesmerizing imagery. But, above all, I love the last line. Well done

[*[_Natasha_]*]

nice!

[Mikayla Rasmussen]

I REALLY LIKIE THE, "It feels like we are on an undercover mission." I LIKE TO THINK THAT TOO. I LOVE GOING THROUGH TUNNLES. ITS JUST FEELS SO SAFE. I FEEL LIKE IM IN ANOTHER WORLD!

[Debby Carlson]

Now I know what people are thinking when they ride on a crowded bus or train. LOL.. I really enjoyed where your mind took this. I have written some stuff while rided the train. Heres to a great imagination !! I enjoyed reading this. It flowed well and made me want to see was coming. :)

[joshua deathdealer]

I really like this write Arwa. Its original and refreshing. Very thought provoking as well. Excellent work.

[-Scribe in Style-]

This was literally a fifteen minute bus ride creation. Let me know what you think...