IncomperableA Poem by IndaSomething I enjoyed writing.Incomparable
The night is full of light And music And screams And a cold wind Rushes trough the streets Laughter can be heard in the distance -drunken laughter.
Some call this hell, But I know these streets well. And I know the pizza parlors And the liquor stores And the guy who plays the violin Down by the Bay side, -Near the Art center.
I know the cop That looks the other way if you’ve had a few. And I know your beauty too And I know a good spot to see the stars And how beautiful they are -and I dare not compare them to you. © 2012 IndaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 21, 2012 Last Updated on December 21, 2012 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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