Fifteen to Nine

It was fifteen to nine
I saw them descending from skies
Thrusting their way down to the ground
Until, their flickering eyes meet mine

It was ten to nine
Behind the wide glass I hid
From what confronts me in front
Perfectly, sheltered in a quiet state of mind

It was almost nine
I remembered how the ground was shaken
How the train passed under
Then, I was still scaling minutes to leave

They were roaring in silent on their places
When I thought I had this enough
And exited the lucidity
And that was fifteen past nine


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