Strangers in a train - *my version*

Was travelling through the journey of life.
Having recently broken apart from my wife.

Alone I was trying to enjoy the scene
In walked a maiden soft and serene

Somewhere along the way we touched a chord.
She was lonely and equally bored.

On the journey we shared our dream.
She too loved her coffee with cream.

She was trying to get back at someone.
Getting close to me was her idea of fun.

Took a little while for this to sink in.
By this time, she had started to act mean.

I was happy it was short and brief.
It did not cause me any grief.

Oh to propose her I was so tempted.
A thing that I almost attempted.

I am sometimes tempted to give her a call.
Cause once to me, she did enthral.

I realize that its no longer my game.
It might even bring me to shame.

And i am glad that I did refrain.
We were simply strangers in a train.

The journey

Life's a journey that we have to make.
Along the way we make mistakes.
That might cause us to crumble and break.
But it separates the genuine from the fakes.


Lord is watching from heaven above.
You just might find your one true love.
Fate sometimes deals a cruel hand.
The winner marches to his own band.

Life does have a lot of offers.
Bulging pockets to empty coffers.
Some folks do strike it lucky.
Others seem so unlucky.

A winner remains unaffected by this.
He eventually moves on to bliss.

I dreamt this poem up. Isn't that just a bit too weird?

Not able to get over it.

She was still in love with her former love
Gone to the great above.
That made it difficult for her to love anyone again,
No way for her to love another man.
Approach her with a smile and she would smile back,
Heartbroken and still dressed in black.
Though she could think of no-one else.
His smile was the one to make her heart pulse.
No man had his shoes big enough,
To fill the void that her lover left.
You could try your level best
She still wouldn't get impressed.
Guys tried hard to please her
All she did was smile.
Nothing ever appealed to her.
To love again would be sinister,
And she finally died a spinster.