London Underground

author:  mahengonsal
5.0/5 | 4


a sea of heads
a procession of lives
converging on gates
like ants to an ant hill
the young, the old
blacks and whites
skirts and jeans
suits and costumes
hats and caps
backpacks and handbags
pushing, jostling,
rushing, hurrying,
worried looks
anxious looks
mobiles holding
talking while walking
at watches glancing
weaving and avoiding
a busker singing
walking, rushing

impatiently waiting
a rumble growing,
train approaching
to opening doors rushing
muscling their way in
some find seating,
others standing
with one arm clinging
book in other, reading
doors closing then jamming
doors reopening
"keep clear of closing doors"
struggle to keep away from doors,
doors close slamming
packed like sardines
lurching, groping
starts moving
speed keeps gathering
platform images blur
into dark tunnel enter

dazed unseeing looks
swaying, standing holding books
trying to talk over increasing din
ipods working, ear phones stuck in
staring at others wondering
a biscuit munching
sweaty smells, sniffing
coughing and sneezing
a child starts crying
"the next station is" announces
slowing down, screeches
blurred platform appearing
restless crowds standing
comes to a stop, doors opening
impatient to get out struggling
more people squeeze in
to exits streaming, pushing jostling
in escalator standing, hurrying
with ticket or card to exit converging
stream out then pausing
which direction to go checking
with even more people merging
catching up with time, grappling
for this new day unfolding
this is just the beginning



 
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ush

Perfectly captured the essence of the London Underground.Rush,rush and rush
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21.04.2012,  Zahirka

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20.03.2012,  zoola