Ken Sean: Poem

 

Waiting for my train

Standing at a subway

I met a passerby

A rodent guy

 Promises unfulfilled

Dream withheld

Fantasy broken

Tears withheld

A name tag hung

On his chest

 & on his shoulder

The weight of unrest

His joy concealed

 in simple peace

No gushing

But rather in soft release

Looking at his 

Bawling heart

I felt the universe

Quietly take the part

As the train

Arrived for me

He stays behind

Like a mystery

In glimpse

Of his despair

I left a note of

In warmth of that air

Hoping it reach him

Somehow, somewhere

Zahra Huma

Dec 05 2025