Cities

Urban life

Cities

 

City I

 

Exiled in the suburbs, I miss the City

 

I miss the dirt and the rot, the decay

The turmoil of life going astray

The noise the buzz and the hums

The beat pounding like a drum

The lights and shadows alternating

Neon and street lights competing

Fifty shades of greys, the colors,

Beauty overshadowed by horrors

The peoples, unfriendly strangers

Some decent, some quiet monsters

 

City II

 

The tall canyons of steel and glass

Wonder how long they will last

Concrete prisms all over sprouting

New horizon of sky scraping

While deep in the underground

Life is blooming rushing around

Network of urban arterial system

Blood cell people, train carrying them

 

City III

 

Morning metropolitan vacuum traffic

Clogged bridges and highways frantic

Daily invasion of suburban commuters

Money attracted like hungry critters

Filling daytime in office cell block 

Wasting their life watching the clock

Repeating the ritual day in day out

Keeping silence and never would shout

Five o'clock bells ring day end

Each back to their bungalows garden

 

Reviews

[B]

When i read this poem
I see all these elements of the urban life
The raw materials that make up this rigid structure
Yet the energy it speaks out
The chaos that brings about life

Then your reclusive stand into peace again