City

Cars have stopped

Frozen in time

They sit to rust

 

The great fountain is dry

No water

And no wishes.

 

No sounds are heard

Walking down the street

The city is alone.

 

Empty streets

With bright lights

Attempting to pierce the dark sky.

 

The city fights

With all its might

To keep the darkness away.

 

Lights start to go dim

The city starts to die

As it turns pitch black

 

Voices are heard

From far away

Give the city warmth.

 

Mechanics fix the cars

Workers fix the city

The lights are left

To fill with your love

To turn them back on.

And shine forever.

 

Do you sense it?

The city is not alone

For it lives inside us.

 

 

 

Reviews

[howlfjdks]

I like the connection between the inside and outside of us; it was very unexpected.

[Madison A. Wright]

an interesting poem.. love the dedication to the city... although im not from a big city i can appreciate where you are coming from.. home is home.. love it!

[pheasant]

This was a well put together unusual piece and it wasn't predictable at all, which makes it a fresh read... well done

[Rose Masen]

Lovely outcome of this. Well maybe not outcome, maybe 'understanding' would be the better word. I liked it, though.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

An interesting, ethereal perspective. Well thought out, beautifully composed.
Very nice poem.

[Deactivated_BurningDemo..]

Beautiful, in a haunting way. I like this.

[Crayon]

Not one of my favorite peices of writing. I dislike the fact that there is no real substance to the poem, as in that you don't have a story or evn really a premise for your poem.

I'm sorry >.< I just don;treally like it.

[cfix]

I like this it's different, Very beautiful...

[Heather D]

Very visual and great flow. A beautiful piece :)

[♥Kaitlyn♥]

good job i like it