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THE BUS STOP

Types various of people with colours different

To a zone, with strangers, taken away,

With passengers new, as waves to the shore

Lively again, to the bus stop, to get the bus.

Busy and short, glad mixed gloomy

Plat form, temporarily to stay destined.

A testing spot to the world next, the destination

Of immortality, truth and eternal.

The span short, vague and uncertainty 

Time little to spend for others,

In between the two, birth and death

Forget to live the right, for the life here after.

Evaporated from the minds, the love

Thirst for blood, rebukes and revenges.

You remember ? , the bus fast approaching 

The bus stop, to get on it, you wait.

     sayed thangal

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Tina Moore

good write sayed  i enjoyed the whole indepth   what lifes  about   tina x 

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Sayed Thangal

Hi Tina, you got the essence of the poem, what I thought is well explained by you, thanks

sayed

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Sayed Thangal

Well explained dear Susan, thanks

I see the bus stop , as it is, a temperory place, as our worldly life, it is short and mortal.

When the bus, death, comes we compelled to go to another destination, that is the next world.

with regards, sayed

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Medhini ..

"With passengers new, as waves to the shore

Lively again, to the bus stop, to get the bus"

Liked these lines,Sayed.

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Sayed Thangal

Thanks dear Medhini, you liked two lines only?

Totally how would you interpret?

all the best, sayed

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Nancy Mcgowin

The bus stops and stops, I like this write!

Nancy

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Asmaa As-siddiq

nice peom sayed, it has a  spiritual feeling to it (life and death),as i feel   most of your poems do,have to think to understand it.

much enjoyed

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Sayed Thangal

thanks Asma, you got a clear cut idea, just what I thought, 

sayed

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Sayed Thangal

Thanks Chris, as you stated it is spiritual because this world is like a bus stop, not a permanent destination, we are waiting the bus, the death, to go to the world of eternity, thanks for cosmofunnel for giving a good topic to write to,

sayed

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Katherine Barnett

I like this poem. Sounds very spiritual like life is the bus stop. Sounds very good. 

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Sayed Thangal

Thanks for words, as humans we still not think this life is short, engaged in violence and crimes.

sayed

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Kenneth Naslund

i really like the wording in your poetry its different and puts images in my mind im sure that is what you are trying to achive so that's really good I hate taking the bus this is good poetry

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Sayed Thangal

Hi, Kenny you always like the structure and style of my poems , thanks very much you read in the way.

I like to compose in the mystic theme and indirect method, take care

sayed

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Amanda Hoyt

great piece of work. a good way to detail life and death In words. I would of never thought a poem titled the bus stop could be about this, but I like it. great job on this.

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Sayed Thangal

thanks so much Amanda, your support in this field would be beneficial for me

sayed

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