Next To The Railroad

Trees faded into the loneliness of the world  

as the sun set

ready to repose

for tomorrow's day.

Leaves withered like a man who has lost in his fight

covering the tracks of the railroad

covering the path

of the home of others.

As greens of the leaves became shallow

darkness invaded

as if there is no such thing

as another being.

Everything disappeared,

the trees that swayed with the wind

and the railroad 
that was filled with people during the morning rush.

A New Era

A king creates his kingdom

Full of pride and honour.

He pleases royalties and peasants

for the trade of chess pieces

placed upon a wooden board.

Yet,

the crown that carries the king

has chosen a new prey.

It abandons the king, now a toppled pawn.

The king who had once owned fortunes

falls to his knees,

the pride he had built now lost

with a soft push.

A new king rises,

restarting a new game of chess.

The pieces are set one by one;

they steadily try to balance once again.

And with a wicked grin,

he places the crown on his head

ready to start another game.

A new era has begun.