midnight hush
echoes of the last train
in the tracks
echoes of the last train
in the tracks
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Krystyna
2/4/2021 07:00:27 pm
Padmini, I am lured into the intrigue of your mystic scene. Well done!
Padmini Krishnan
3/4/2021 11:59:40 pm
Thank you so much, Krystyna, for your kind words
Sue Clayton
3/4/2021 06:46:59 am
I heard the sound of silence as the wheels screeched to a halt and the engine shut down.
Padmini Krishnan
4/4/2021 12:00:54 am
I am glad you were able to visualize it. Thanks a lot, Sue.
Mary Wallace
3/4/2021 04:03:25 pm
This is so lovely Padmini, a perfect little Haiku.
Padmini Krishnan
4/4/2021 12:01:42 am
Thank you so much, Mary:)
Swapan k Banerjee
5/4/2021 10:56:03 am
An echo of the passing train when the night comes on that heightens the hush, never really dies away, just like the sacred mantra you chant all day and the incantation runs on when you fall asleep! You know how to create maximum effect with minimum means, Padmini.
Padmini Krishnan
5/4/2021 11:11:25 am
You have put it very well, Swapan. Thank you very much for reading and commenting on my work. Comments are closed.
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