On a crowded bus
A bead of sweat
trickles down my cheek
maybe they’ll think it’s a tear
maybe it should have been
Commments
I like that, it paints a picture of disconnection to me.
This is a feeling I am familiar with.
An excellent encapsulation of the sense of isolation modern life can bury us in.
David.
Thank you Red Brick, Greg and J D Russell for the Likes
Thank you Nigel, Graham, Tom, Tom D, Stephen and Aisha for the Likes
Thank you Graham and Trevor for you lovely comments
Love this - so poignant.
I love the clarity and brevity of this.
Perfect poetry! Well done you
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Gillian P
Mon 27th Jul 2026 17:13
Thank you David for the Like and the lovely comment