Train Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Train
Don't let me drown in the sea of my past
Unmask me to expose the scars
That I am ashamed of
Cast out my powers of kindness
And let my anger spill over
I fed up waiting for that train to depart
But I am too buried with my sins
That have become a ball and chain
As my casket is put on the train
Heaven is not waiting
A very thought provoking poem. Short and to the point and very nicely crafted. A beautiful share. Loved it.
No matter whatever be the bargain their is always a salvation, a hope and a future and your words have power to build all you desire in your future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/12/2025 1:07:43 PM # 1.0.0
And let my anger spill over.... brilliant....