The Day Was Like Any Other One!

It was said the day was like any other one

commuters waited on the platform.

Autumn was near as the air was so chilly

the seven twenty for london was late.

Nothing new in the year thirty-eight

as it arrived for many a twist of fate.

All on board the train chugged out

steam and smoke creating a wake.

Picking up speed slowly going out of sight

on the platform a dark suited figure.

Watching it go with a strange twisted smile

the train driver observing each dial.

It went around a bend through a cutting

on a regular main line route.

An object was there blocking the track

unable to brake in time to stop.

The train smashed into something  vast

terrible sounds then silence at last.

At the investigation no reason was found

to cause such a shocking accident.

Today the old station stands deserted

no physical sign of the traumas.

Stories persist of the place being haunted

and visitors being taunted!

They spoke of a dark suited figure standing

menacingly speaking to them.

A second later he was gone totally from sight

talk to of people being drawn here.

Never to be seen by friends or family again

no living creature dared go near!

What was this place nobody could tell

surrounded in a mysterious spell!

The Foureyed Poet.

Published in: on 04/01/2011 at 14:16  Leave a Comment  

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