Each morning’s commute tells a quiet story - of patience, purpose, and the shared rhythm of countless lives moving forward together. Amidst the rush, there’s a gentle poetry in the everyday - a reminder that even in motion, we can still find moments of stillness and reflection.
Here’s my latest poem, “The Train Journey”, inspired by the latent beauty in our daily routines and the subtle mindfulness that can arise when we simply notice.
🚆 The Train Journey
In the rush of the morning's flurry,
Faces blur in a frantic scurry.
We queue orderly through the turnstile,
And on the platform, a crowd compiles.
Guessing where the carriage will land,
No more "Mind The Gap" commands.
Electronic Chimes warn, doors open, then shut,
Standing room only, a familiar rut.
Contentment masked by weary eyes,
Journey's necessity means no surprise.
Blank stares, phones doom-scroll endlessly,
A novel or daily Metro, a quick read to escape.
Past an Elizabeth Line train, the fields unfold,
Green to grey, a story to be told.
Soon concrete towers pierce the sky,
Brace for the day ahead, let's not be shy!
By Adisha Kariyawasam
11/11/2025
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