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Breath taking. The lights.
Watching millions pass. Try to remember the moment.
In the distance. Sky scrapers.
Glistening city. Beauty of the pavement.
The windows. The sounds. All captured in this image.
The people. They walk the grounds. Of a city I'd call timid.
It's nervous. It's busy.
It's inevitably dizzy.
It seems to spin circles. The
million ton city.
It seems to stand tall. The sky scraper central.
Nocturnal. Awakened in the sun's greatest drop.
There's no grass. There's no green.
Surreal may it seem.
But this pavement claimed city,
makes me rip at my seams.
Opens me up to a different side.
All of my thoughts and emotions. Cannot hide.
Dancing in circles. The lights seem to pass.
This city and I's relationsip will last.





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AfroMan. said...
Nov. 25, 2009 at 3:33 pm
Again, great job. Your poetry never ceases to amaze. I like how you described the entire city, but almost like from a single tiny speck of a spot in the city, but able to see everything.
 
LeilaniLives replied...
Nov. 25, 2009 at 3:49 pm
Well, you pretty much understood exactly what was going on. I was on the top floor of a hotel and looking down on the lights and traffic and how everything was paved; it captured me, and I felt like I was feeling the whole city at those moments, not just a spec.
 
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