Entries

(Now I'm no lit buff but I do like being prosaic with my words, whether or not it does follow the literary standards all poets and writers are wont to follow. Still, these 'Entries' are a little different compared to my previous 'Words' posts. The 'Entries' are something like a summary of the many things I have gone through, and is not published in chronological order save the first post. Leave your comments on what you think of it and what of your interpretations of the posts)

My life is passing by

So much faster than I thought

As the days pass me by

I lose myself

As I view the scenery

From behind the window

"This train just keeps going, son,"

So the stranger tells me

As he sits in his chair

Watching the world outside

"You better look out

Because the train

Doesn't have a final stop

Neither for you or me"

"Well, stop this train," I said to him

"I want to get off

And go back again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't, but honestly

Won't someone stop this train?"

He gave me a look

And he smiled softly

"Slow down," he told me

"You move too fast

You gotta make this life of yours last

So jog down the cobblestones

Look for fun

And go and feel groovy"

The notion is true

Life is a rollercoaster

But I just can't be riding it

Shouldn't I be taking control?

Taking the wheel

And drive

"Of course!" he exclaimed

"Life is not a movie

One in the theaters

That you watch from the seats

You are the actor

And the script is yours

Feel free to edit it"

"Just like the train you're on

You're the conductor

When you want it fast

You make it fast

When you want to slow down

You slow it down

You have to take the wheel"

"Whatever tomorrow brings

Just be there

With open arms

And open eyes

You can change how things are

It's just a matter of knowing

Where, what and when"

The train began to slow

And I realized

It was like what he said

"And you?" I asked him

He laughed

A merry tone to his voice

"I'm still going on

But for now

You alight here

The next train's for you

And then you will know

What it's like

To be the conductor"

He waved me goodbye

And as I stepped off

I could hear him shout

"All aboard!"

And the train began to move

And sped off

On the next train

The journey continues

As I view the scenery

From behind the window

Thinking of the stranger's words

It would be best if I can do something

About this

While I'm on the road

So I pen it all down

And I make sure

I remember those words

Remember his words

Remember