City Life

A Poem by Onlyme

City Life

The streets are dirty and uncleaned.

Cars wissing past here and there.

People jaywalking across the roads.

Window cleaners sprucing up big

shop window fronts.

Toots of horns. And angry people

arguing behind me In cars.

Lorry driver thundering past.

Loads of taxis private and black cabs

here and their.

Children with families laughing

and joking as they walk on by

with one child in a pram. You

hear the wheels click on past.

Ticket toot out trying to punt

his wares. For some show on locally

nearly. To fill the seats.

Flash cars with wags inside.

Oh, the local football players.

Going to the new restaurant they

opened in town at £200 a head.

Some guy curled up in a doorway

in a sleeping bag. Getting ready

to go to sleep for the night.

Pigeons eating dropped food

from McDonalds and Subways

people have littered the pavement

with. Instead of putting the wrappers

in a rubbish bin.

Young folk on bicycles going back

and forth from Uni. In the bike lanes

beside the road.

Airplane flying over head. From the

local big Airport. Some lucky souls

on their holidays. Going to a nice

sunny place abroad.

For me. Hopping on a local bus. Get off

at the nearest local park. And a nice gentle

stroll around the park.

Then a nice quiet sit down on a

park bench. To watch the birds

and squirrels and meditate

for awhile.

Then head back into the hustle

and bustle of city life onces again.

© 2018 Onlyme

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Najam Us Saher

You made me feel like I was sitting and watching the city.
For a minute you made me escape the reality and even though the scene you have described is not peaceful it is still wonderful to look at.
It was a pleasure reading this. Thank you very much for sharing.