Norman Möschter

In the distance

In the distance a train is calling
hollowly through the night.
It seems like a distant calling
where there used to be silent night.
Its sounds still linger
though the train is long gone,
thus I stay and I linger
after the lost one.
Thus I sit and I am wondering
at how to break the spell,
the paralysing pondering,
the restlessness as well.
Right at that moment on the street
a car is passing by.
The eyes within and I, we meet,
a blur just - on the fly.
All sounds are gone, nothing more to see
and all of a sudden I don't want to be
still, the calling's bouncing off of me
sounding hollowly through the night.
Where there used to be silent night.
And still I sit and I am wondering,
but now, it feels alright.


All rights belong to its author. It was published on by demand of Norman Möschter.
Published on on 14.07.2015.




Comments of our readers (0)

Your opinion:

Our authors and would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!

Please choose

Previous title Previous title

Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the submission rules?
Please let us know!

Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!

More from category"Emozione" (Poems)

Other works from Norman Möschter

Did you like it?
Please have a look at:

gun tree - Norman Möschter (Guerra & Pace)
Pour une fille - Rainer Tiemann (Emozione)
Le isole della pace (Übersetzung von Inseln der Ruhe) - Ursula Mori (Vita)