To the Young Girl Smoking at a Max Station (圖)

A glimpse of your young blank face and the way you hold the Camel between the middle and index fingers almost make me feel sorry (for you) for the world being such a boring artificial place in your innocent eyes Smoke wafting out of your purple lips signifies every single dying breath declaring sadness in happy music darkness underneath the glamour and the dead silence buried under the endless, monotonous noise The indifference and rejection reflected in the tender tint of your teen face is what saddened me because Your life is not that different from mine or hers or the man singing in the corner We were all young once (Something has definitely gone wrong! As a matter of fact, it has never been righted not even once. I’m sorry to report) Before the train pulls away, there is one thing I want to whisper to you thru the bullet proof glass that Life is a miracle (yours and mine) Long or short, in your own hands those tender-boned, slender hands of youth! :: z.z. 2005 影雲 : Like this poem a lot - - - it spots a lost and hopeless soul in the “crowds”: blank face, blank glimpse (aimless), purple lips (coldness and indifference), Camel, wafting smoke . . Maybe there is no crowd at that moment, but we have habitually ignored things and beings around us. But that “I” pay such a close attention to this girl and feel sad for her brings about hope - - - there is still someone in the world, who cares and perceives the common sadness of being Indeed, this poem reminds me a little bit of the movie: Breakfast at Tiffany 作舟 : thanks, y.y., for your sensible reading!!!! even though i don't know about the film you mentioned, i totally agreee with you on "hope" and "hopelessness" reflected in the poem..... cheers!!! 影雲 : very good one, i watched many times, an old one ... if you know Moon River this song:) if you agree with the hopelessness and hope in the poem, then that's what the movie is talking about :) drifters of life 作舟 : thanks, y.y. for recommanding the flick!!! however, this poem is not about "drifters" per se.... the "young girl" might go to a good private school or have a middle class family, for example..... what "saddened" me is that "she" hasn't even begun "life" yet......real life, i mean.... the sort of "fading light"....if u know what i mean, before the light is even turned on..... 影雲 : a drifter, in that movie, means a person living above or escaping from life . . . of course, the young girl in the poem and the women in the movie are not exactly same . . . just some scenes, they way they smoke, the glimpse of blank face , remind me of that .